Steady and hammering hoofbeats sounded throughout the chilled Forest air and sent faint tremors through the soft earth. Chest tight and aching with the endurance of his galloping, the stag came to a halt beside a set of decaying cedar logs, bringing his daily run to a close. He breathed heavily and casually surveyed the landscape, and to his dismay sighted no one.



That very thought made him wrinkle his nose and sneer in frustration. It was near impossible for him to enjoy a day without bothering somebody else.

He scuffed the soil with a hoof irritably. The stag’s day had only begun a mere hour or so before, and within that period he had already terrorized another perhaps to the point of unconsciousness. Entertainment such as that would usually only last as long as the opponent would keep up his guard, but when it came to the weak who had no defense in the first place, it was a matter of fun and games until Masque grew tired of it. He even had half the mind to run back to the foot of the boulder where his brother undoubtedly remained mashed up against and apologize, retracting the statement about him being worth nothing and offer instead that he was worth a few moments of amusement. He even considered humorously for a moment that it might have been the best compliment he’s ever gotten.

The stag gave a dramatic sigh. It was depressing to consider, but it was true; the only enjoyment he had came from bullying others. Nothing else rendered the same satisfaction.

So... have a new laptop. Runs Vista, which is a change. But I see the Forest works on Vista quite nicely now. It looks so weird on widescreen... like, wow!

And I can actually run the viewer on this computer without it crashing. I'm impressed.

When I woke up, I was greeted by two rather no-gooder fawns, who evidently found it entertaining to see a little blind fawn cower in fear, because she has no idea if their taunts and teases are serious, or in good fun. Given my experience, I take all threats seriously -- and when someone lowers their antlers at me, I take offense. Thus, when these two fawns continued to lower their antlers, tease, and rear at me, I began to feel quite fearful. Where was the phantom when I needed him? I stayed where I was for a while, hoping the fawns would grow bored of their cruel games, and run off. They did, and I split.

Eventually, I found the phantom. We collided into each other by accident -- he running full speed toward me, and I running full speed toward him. It was a rather curious and silly moment. We ran about in our usual way, taking rests often.



At one point, he took me to the stream, where we drank. Then I spotted Quamar, sleeping on the bridge. I ran over to say hello, but he didn't stir. That's when I saw Seth! I was so excited to see him, I galloped over and gave him a heartfelt nuzzle, letting him know how happy I was to see him. The phantom hung back, watching as we kicked up our heels in glee. If there's one deer who can always brighten my day, it's Seth.

After a while, I tried to introduce Seth to the phantom. The phantom, however, would hear nothing of the matter, and refused to come near Seth. Discouraged and saddened that my two favorite stags would have nothing to do with each other, I resorted to bouncing back and forth between one and the other. I'd stick by Seth, playing and laughing, and then run off to accompany the phantom in his silent, watchful ways. It went on like this for a while -- Seth and I tried to get him to come closer, and join us. He never did.

It had been a few days since the Abiogenesis. Chenaniah didn’t want to think about it. He spent his days singing with the birds of the Birch Forest… far away from other deer. And especially far away from the twin god statues. He still had his joy and his song. He was still bright and energetic… but only by himself. He preferred that other deer not see his face. Not even an especially playful fawn. Was he embarrassed? Maybe. How many had seen and heard his over-enthusiastic greeting to the gods during that explosion of excitement? The gods. The gods that had left without him. Was he depressed? Maybe. How long would it be until he stepped out of his comfort zone and played with the other deer of the forest? Was he lonely? Maybe. But then again… he always had the butterflies and the dragonflies. And he always had the birds.



“It’s okay, little one. I won’t hurt you…”

Chenaniah whispered almost silently. The robin cocked her head and hopped back an inch. She glared at him sideways.

Chenan smiled and chuckled to himself. The robin was wary… but curious. One of the few skittish birds in this forest.

“You have nothing to…” Chenaniah’s voice trailed off. His ears flicked and he raised his nose to the air… there was a deer nearby.



The bird flew away.

Chenan staired. Down at the bottom of the hill, a deer was watching him. A small brown skull-faced deer. His heart leapt. How long had it been there?

Well… it wasn’t doing anything. Maybe it hadn’t seen him. Maybe… maybe it was just resting there and happened to be in the same area Chenaniah was. It wasn’t that close, anyway…

I cannot for the LIFE of me see ANY other deer. Either that or the symbols are all clustered towards the bottom.

I thought this was an internal error, but I am beginning to think it's happening on my end.

I just joined the game yesterday.

Any help here? =(

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Sitting

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I got bored, and decided to take some close-ups of the Great Argus Pelt. Hope they'll be of some help anyone who needs to draw the pelt for whatever reason.

Jag vandrade som vanligt genom skogen, försökte hålla mig undan hjordar där det oftast bara fanns främande hjortar, men med detta lyckades jag inte så bra. Jag hamnade mitt i en klunga med vuxna hanar. En aning skrämd bacade jag undan lite och stötte då på 'Lemon' den lilla kid honan som jag mött dagen innan tillsammans med hennes beskyddare 'Phantom'. Men idag var hon ensam, jag hälsade glatt på henne och vi hade kul tillsammas ett tag, skuttade runt mellan träden. Men sedan tappade jag bort henne och kunde inte finna henne någon stans, jag var åter ensam... helt ensam.

När jag insåg att jag var ensam lunkade jag åter iväg genom skogen, min enda vän hade åter övergivit mig, troligen skulle hon komma tillbaka igen men nu var jag ensam. Ingen som tog hand om mig, lekte med mig. Ingen jag kunde lita på eller som beskyddade mig, jag insåg genast hur sårbar jag var och tillbringade resten av dagen med att vila intill ett träd och så de andra rådjuren skutta förbi utan att ens märka mig.
Skulle det förbli såhär? skulle jag ständigt vandra ensam, denna hemska tanke fick mig att inte kunna sova, men ändå ville jag inte vara omgiven av främlingar. Nej, det skulle vara vänner, vänner jag litade på , vänner som alltid ställde upp för mig, vänner jag inte hade. Jag led i det tyssta, helt... ensam.

Well, so far today I spent my entire time at the playground. I believe I ran into Uno... that or Quince. There wa s abit of dancing on the rocks at the playground, then uno/quince ran off. some of the others I was with stuck around a bit longer. Eventually I headed over to the flat rock to practace some of the songs I'm working steps out for. I'm not sure if others thought I was repetitive, crazy, or what, but they left for a while. I was pretty happy to have an at least temporary audience. Even more so, I had a few fellow dancers after a while, including a fawn and a dotd stag with the orca mask. These guys stuck with me threw 'voulez vous', 'a man after midnight', and 'Does your mother know'. Since these are songs I was planning on writing steps for soon, I was happy they joined in. Screenies later.

Jan 9 [what was written earlier]

When Scape was walking through the Forest, looking for deer he knows, he didn't expect to get surrounded. Then a dance line started up out of nowhere.



It turned into a conga line.


Then they all started to walk forward, still in line, like it was a parade.

..which quickly turned to chaos. XD

Eventually Scape separated from the group, got greeted by Zerg, and became carousel deer with her and Taiko.

After a dance performance by Walter and Ephra (which I sadly didn't get any screenshots of D=), and everyone left, Zerg and Scape hung out. And yea, he got Secretary Bird pelt'd. XD He likes to wear it sometimes, so he kept it.

An attempt at climbing trees? (This shot is the exact opposite of Zerg's version. XD)
Scape got bored since no one else was around after Zerg left, so Spade switched in to just sit around. That didn't last long though, as his sister Devi showed up. After a little "friendly fighting" via antler spells, they headed for the Crying Idol, after Spade's failed attempt to avoid another spell.