[=white][=9][center]Fear:;.~

I bottle up this emotion more than I should.

Today I woke up to the delighted laughs of my brother and sister as they pranced about in the fog, the bats swirling like a dark cloud of disease above them. I stayed in the Ename as they giggled like idiots, happy for the weather change the Gods have ‘blessed’ them with.

Gee, thanks.

I fear the fog. I fear the bats. I fear the lament songs that the wolves sing, seemingly right behind me. I fear the pond and it’s murky waters, clinging to my hooves and insisting on dragging me under to it’s dark depths. I fear the Old Oak, a once inviting place, and it’s massive cave of darkness. I fear the shadows, moving in and out in the shapes of deer.

I fear the Forest.

Vipin and Xylia insisted on bringing me out to look at the dramatic change, forcing me to walk around for a bit. I grudgingly accepted, only because I wanted to see if he was there. I made my way to the Twin Gods, to beg them to change it soon, when I was greeted by the one called Skokey. His pelt was the blue-black of twilight verging on night, speckled with golden yellow stars. His antlers were thin and brown, then fat and round at the ends. His mask scared me half to death.

It was hollow, with eye sockets as dead as my mother. They were streaked with dry blood, and I could smell the rusty stench of it. I greeted him politely, but he seemed more eager to buttonmash instead. I shrugged and walked off. My brother would meet up with him later.

I made it to the pond. It was dark; unforgiving, even, as I sat down in the shallows to ponder. I pondered what I would do after I greeted my love again. What would I do after I greeted him? What if my fear got the best of me and I fled? What if neither of us said anything, and I bored him? What if… He never felt the same…?

No.

I cannot believe that.

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Currently: On the rock in the ruins, sitting.
Thinking: Of how much better it would be if.... was still alive.....
Pelt: Gazelle, stubby antlers, deer mask

AH
AH
AH
AH
I THINK I CAN SEE THE DARK KNIGHT WHEN I GET HOME
AH
AH
AH
But in a secret way of course so no one will know. 8DDD I AM ONLY SEEING IT FOR THE JOKER OKAY.
OKAY.
Okay, to put an end to that.
AH.
Now, I'm going to make a..crazy villanuos female deer. NOT INSPIRED BY LOOKING AT MOVIE POSTERS IN ANY WAY. She's in the works, but I think I've got her pretty well down.
...
AH.
I seriously have nothing else to say.

I wake up in my slumber and hear the wolfs cry in the distance. The sound races my heart like a drum and I'm unsure of what to think. All around me is snow and the cold air. Bucks are hidden among the fog and I'm scared of what might be chasing after me sooner or later.

I don't want to loose my reputation (do I even have one?) so I wrote another chapter of BE. I always promise to write it quick and it works! Also, this is the longest chapter, almost six pages. It's getting easier and easier to fill the chapters, so there might be more than I thought before.

Have fun! Please please please listen for once to this: I LOVE CRITICS. If you give me some, I'll love you too! I really want them because they help me improve. And I'm a serious writer, so I want to improve as much as I can. I received critics on dA last week and it helped so much I want more!

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CHAPTER SIX


It was a very dull, rainy morning. Most deer stayed in bed, because there was no sun to greet them today. Nobody was bellowing, no birds were chirping. Only the ticking sound of the rain reached her ears. Fenqua loved the quietness of the forest and decided to take a stroll. Drops of rain fell upon her nose, which caused her to sneeze. She smiled faintly and headed for the pond, not thinking about anything.
Since the strange encounter with the humans, Fenqua needed to be alone. Even though she saved Micarena, the doe hadn’t been grateful at all. Instead, she seemed scared of her. Actually, Fenqua couldn’t care less, but she wasn’t going to save Micarena’s deer butt the next time. It surprised her that the doe hadn’t told anyone about the strange glowing light coming from Fenqua’s head. Usually she was the gossiping type, but she kept this for herself. Maybe because she was scared of her father’s reaction to her coming near to humans. It could also be pure egoism. When telling a story about Fenqua chasing away humans, she would attract less attention to herself, which she hated.

Hey guys! I'm going on vacation tomarrow to Disneyland. I'll be gone about 4-5 days. I won't have computer or internet there. I'll see ya' guys! <333

What is going on i want to be a wolf where is that sound of the wolf coming from whats the deal with the fog and bats andf owl caws?

Name :: Reina (Pronounced Ray-nah)

Meaning ::
It means 'Queen' in Spanish.

Pictogram :: Click

How To Remember It ::
To me it has always looked like a throne, but it could also be a cup with an elaborate design at the bottom.

Gender ::
Doe/Female

Age ::
Quite young, around 15-20 human years?

Mate ::
There is one stag that she likes ..

Personality ::
Reina is not the type of doe who you would see a lot of in the forest. She appears often, but she evades socialazation and has always been timid and shy. She does not have a lot of friends, but cherishes the ones that have gained her trust, and will always stick close to their side. She doesn't usually like a lot of company, and aviods large gatherings of deer like ABIOGENESIS and other social events. She is also oddly timid of stags, especially ones that are particularily loud, so she will often run upon sight of seeing one. She is also timid around doe's, but she usually doesn't mind their company and will easily get used to them. Although she has these fears of her fellow deer, she has never been afraid of fawns. She loves their company, and will shower them with nuzzles, even if she has never greeted them before.

Updated bio of emiva.

Current Mood: A little happier
Being played right now? Yes
Set right now: White pelt (one with black and red markings), stubby doe antlers, Tribal mask
Current Form: Doe
Current Location: On the rock in the ruins, overlooking the forest and the frolicking fawns.
Currently: Sitting with her mate, Gasty-kins. <3

Emiva instantly felt better when her mate came around to her while she was sitting by the pond. They made their pelts look alike, with some laughs while doing so, and she is feeling much better.