more to come!

these are my fan arts! I love them and i want to look at them always <3 so I put them all here.

From my ex-mate KONA


from Cato


From Terabetha


Inuyasha1141


Fledermaus


Perplex <3




Perplex and Jadine!
from emiva


tabithaaa


Perplex <3


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I was mourning by Runs Memorial. I heard the clang of hooves, and i looked all around... But there was no deer insight.... I think it was Run...running.

And im not making this up.... this really happened

I know im a little late on this... but i just had to do something... here is a poem i made for run....

*****Name
Plumeria!

*****Pronounciation
Ploo-MEH-riya. But it isn't a biggie if you get it wrong!

*****Title
Taint calls me The Flower Fae. It's all honourable sounding, izzinit? Well, I like it, 'nuff said.

*****Nicknames
Heheh... Mae, Plume, Merry-plum.

*****Pictogram
Click.

*****Friends
Taint, Anzel, Nurra, Valorstep, Emily...

*****Mate
Hm, I haven't thought about that at all, to be sure.

*****Info
Well... First of all, I'm an antlered doe (but in the forest I'm kinda genderless), and I'm one of the friendly sort, see. I love making sure every new deer in the Forest gets a good welcome, and instead of just staying 'round the same bunch of deer I like to go wandering to find some lonely soul, and keep them company. Things get lonely sometimes, izzinit?
I'm a bit simple minded. Sometimes I can't quite get why when someone's sad and down, but I try to cheer them up. And sometimes... I realise things, and it brings me down for a bit. But I've found, see, that I can't stay mopey for long. Maybe that's a good thing, maybe it isn't.

*****Little Staying Spots

umm.. well, guys, in about two chapters and an epilogue, Hanging Flowers will be officially finished. ive finally figured out how im gonna go about it, and ive made the decision.

SO, my question IS...

should i write a lil story about Fulu? nobody really knows what happened before and after she saw Skokey for the first time. and since Skokey and Vessel got their own stories, why shouldnt she?

mainly, im asking this because school is once again drawing nigh. and sometimes ill be in a bad writing mood at the end of the week (how do you think i was so productive with Dream Watcher?)

so, if i start that story, school would start, and it would be much better writen. i must say, i noticed my writing get sloppier some time after chapter 17 of HF. AND ITS ALREADY AT CHAPTER 23, COME ON. i feel stupid for making so many chapters, everyone else has like 6, and ive got freaking 23 XD

anyway, Fulu's story would mainly consist of her life with her mother. it would also be a lovely opportunity to get some insight on how Skokey and Fulu's mother lived. and sometime later it would involve meeting Skokey after her mother's death, what she did when she was captured by the humans, and the whole drama situation that happened. i REALLY hope it isnt as long as Hanging Flowers XD

so, what do you think? should i do it, or is three stories too much?

hmm im debating if i should come back...
well
i will download it once more just for about 5 mins to just see and remember it....

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This situation has gotten a bit…surreal, I suppose you could say. It seems no matter how much I expect one reaction from someone, I get something completely unexpected…which leaves me lost, confused, and wondering if I truly know anyone at all. It all seems backwards…an upside-down maze I struggle to walk though only to find it leads nowhere. They’re all dead ends.

I’ve weighed the pros and the cons...only to find non of them matter.

I’ve felt emotions unacknowledged and unreturned.

I’ve felt the cold sting of jealousy and pull of self destruction.

It’s left me drained. I know less of who I am now then I ever did before. I care more now then I’d ever cared before…certainly more than anyone else seems to care. Is it wrong? An old argument, renewed.

I feel little of love now…how can I love someone I do not know? It feels like love, tastes like love, STINGS like love, and yet I must constantly remind myself how it’s merely a deception. I force smiles now, dance with friends who I question, run and skip about because everyone else has moved on.
I haven’t.
I’m still stuck in the core, but because they move on, they assume I must as well. Who am I to disappoint them further? To deny them a smile and the play that seems to spell forgiveness I do not rightly feel. They must move on, and so must I, and I have, but not to a place full of the warmth of love, forgiveness, and the past put behind me. It is a dark place I find myself now, cold and devoid, where emotions swarm about me like bees, stinging me when I get too close. Otherwise they leave me be, buzzing just out of reach…

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I guess I must refrain from absolute honesty now. I have already upset Fulu, pushed her away. I feel horrid buttering up words that long to be harsh and yet I knew in order to move forward I must ‘forget’ them.