Yesterday I had a great, great time. Well, it started out as a normal-seeming day: I was setless, I ran into Sqish, who started helping me...after we got my pelt back, I had a brilliant idea, if I do say so (judge me by the results. the results were fun.) I had heard that someone had found a solution to me tag problem: the divine pelt. I had never considered it, maybe because I really don't like it. Still, I knelt down, praying to the Twin Gods my intentions would be clear to my companion. At first, it was hard to tell: Sqish knelt down too. But then, not willing to give up, since I was already in that annoying pelt with its incessant glow, I ran down the hill to where Pepokeen was (He had, I think, just woken up.) I cast it, sneezed the pelt off, and started running. And you know what happened then, which not even I could have expected? They got it. They understood what I meant, what I wanted.

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We played tag, chasing whoever wasn't IT (and sometimes it was two deer, sometimes just one) all around the Birch Forest. It wasn't quite running the way I like it best. But it was running, great running, running made into a game. When the last divine pelt ran out, we laughed, panting. And we decided to play again. and again. and again.

And then...and then I fell into the pond, losing my set. So we took a break for a while, just as Toukan woke up. He helped us get my set back, and as we were after-dancing, I tried to ask Pepokeen if we should start another game. He nodded, so we set off for the statue.

Welp, I decided to put up handy-dandy links to all of Seed's little poems. Because why not? The links will lead to the poem (or poems) in the link-text. enjoy.
(feel free to comment on any of the poems. Really.

I had a dream this night about TEF, and it was Joker's Doeday.
Two Stags and a Doe helped her getting her set. The Stags helped her getting the antlers and the mask, and one of them said "We have casted 30 mill. spells on her! Now, do your job!"
I think he said that to the Doe, 'cause she had fallen in sleep. When the doe woke up, I woke up and had this pelt in my head:



Haha, I love this set! But the pelt isn't in the game. I just wish it was!

(edit):
can someone give me the skull mask, the grey pelt and the big red antlers?
my email:bubble_canon@hotmail.com
AND (!) the skeleton pelt?

OOC: This chapter is the one I've been thinking about writing the most, and I know that regardless I'm not gonna do it any justice. x_x But here I go, and hopefully you'll enjoy it, although it doesn't contain a lot of action.

BUMPING! For the people who haven't read it yet. >.>

Another quick edit.
This was released early to celebrate Walterwoman's wedding. xD The next chapter won't be out for a while, so let your minds wander on how the plot might develop. XP

Enjoy!

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"W-why.." The brown doe couldn't understand. Walter! The stag that had died, the stag's body whom she had seen with her own eyes, was standing right there! How was he alive? "Walter! I.. I thought.. I thought you were dead!" There was no reply from the now-motionless stag as he lurked over her fallen body. Nervously, at the lack of response, Twenty-One crawled backwards a little further, only triggering the stag's steps forwards. ".. Did you kill Cutlery and that fawn?" No answer. "Your own brother!" Confidence grew in the female's voice as she began to shout at Walter. "Why would you kill your own brother!?" This time, there was a reply. The stag raised a hoof and brought it slamming into the dry soil, cracking the surface without a flinch. His head rose and released a fierce bellow of fury into the night air, and from a glimpse Twenty-One could see his body was contorted and twisted like a mangy animal. Such anger, the doe had not even seen from Walter before, and as he began to approach again, her fear drove her further backwards as she tried to regain her footing.

Such fury indeed, as Walter's lip curled back in a feral snarl. There was no sanity left in the stag's mind, it seemed. The mention of his brother, the name "Cutlery".. It rang in the beast's mind as without warning he reared high onto his powerful haunches. There was no doubt in his motive as he aimed to land dead on top of Twenty-One's head.

I just got a buncha close-ups of sleeping KoishiiKitty's deer. I see them and I see SS in full sets.

I saw eweaver's deer, but not in full set, mwahaha.

WARNING: this is a GIGANTIC chapter!

okay, buttload of new deer in this chapter! i have all night to write it too >:3 so, enjoy it while you can, because most of you who wanted to be here are gonna be in this very chapter (and chapters to come). if your deer isnt in here though, i have plans for him/her, so dont feel like im ignoring you. then again, i have plans for everyone XD

i hope i dont mess anyone up! please tell me if i did something wrong (Reetno, i hope it was okay adding you to the story DX )

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"A good night's sleep will do you good. You've had a big day today, Butterfly."

Skokey smiled before opening his eyes, and raised his head, "Hello again, Vessel."

"Awfully cheery tonight. You must be proud of your sister."

"Yeah, well, what do you expect? She's my sister, you know?"

"Must be nice. Having a sister."

"You don't have a brother or sister?"

"Not that I know of, no. But I don't mind. More time to myself I guess."

Skokey chuckled, "If you like to be alone so much, then why do you bother me every night?"

"Oh, I don't know... I suppose I've grown tired of isolation. And since I can talk to you here, why not? Might get to know somebody new, and I have."

"Heh, well you're gonna need a lot more friends to be out of isolation. Don't you ever go to the Pond, or even the Graveyard?"

"Oh yes, many times. But mostly, it's when everyone else is asleep."

"You're a very shy deer, aren't you?"

Vessel smirked, "Yes, well... I was hoping you could do something about that."

I'm too lazy to put the images, too much coding, so...

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Bow: "Hello"
--- if bowing back and forth, "Hello you deer" (i see multiple deer in close proximity to one another)
--- if spinning in a circle, "Goodbye."

Bow + Sad: "Hello...*sad*"
--- if spinning in a circle, "Goodbye...*sad*"

Head tilt + Sad: "Huh? That's strange...*looking at ground*"

Amazement: I see it more as..."RAWR!!!", not 'gasp' or anything.

ROTFL: "Hehehe!"

Anger (head down, antlers out): "Grrrrr....stay away..." (normally at an inanimate object)
--- if in the cage...I'm trying but failing to escape. I try and do this to demonstrate my inability to play right.
--- if after failing to sit atop a tree, I'm angry that I failed.

ROTFL + anything other than sadness: I'm trying to either hide or go through something...or I'm just bored.

Any action + fear: I may be trying to tell a story...or something.
--- if I'm changing masks, mooing, and I do that...the sound scares me.

Scratch the Ground: Look at the ground below me...is there something there? Like a rock? I might like it or want to show it to you.
--- if there's nothing below me, and I scratch twice, back up, then scratch once more...I see 21 right in front of me! (hehe)
--- if I scratch, turn, scratch, turn...I might be showing you how many deer I see in an area.

Stand on Hind Legs: Look at what's in front of me...it must offend me. If it's a tree or rock or something...I might have been swarmed by birds, and I'm freaking out.
--- if in the cage, I'm trying to get out...
--- if after failing to sit atop a tree, I'm angry that I failed.

Taunt: "Grr! I don't like you!" Probably to an inanimate object. Never did this to a deer before.
--- if after failing to sit atop a tree, I'm angry that I failed.

Sad + No or just No: I probably just casted a spell, and, as I guessed, failed.

Ok…since I had more to add to my list and didn’t want to make my profile page any longer…I’m doing what everyone else is doing -giggle- Only combo or most-used moves though, since I’m pretty much with everyone else on the others…but we’ll see.

For DARCY, SHYLA, and KAILANI
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then turns and trots off : “Follow me”

, : If a deer is laying down, this means "What you laying around for?", if standing up this means "What do you want to do?" or "Take the lead" (used a lot XD my deer are fickle)

, , ,
: “Lets play fight!”


, : "I'm happy" Or "Lets play!"

, , : “What’s wrong? Why are you sad?”

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I just wondered if you'd like to read my PotC fanfiction.
It's currently in the works, and I was thinking of saving it for NaNoWriMo, but I have a novel in plans that I could do then. :3 And I need the practice.
To put it short, it's about pirates.
They do piratey things.
Yay or nay? It'll be posted on my freewebs page.
[edit] Bumped for more opinions.

I was running some laps around the forest, and this occured to me...which I guess means the poem is about me. Enjoy ^^

Green

Hoofbeats resound
off of rock and soil,
twist-limbed tree and glassy lake water.

Something green flashes by.

The long grass on the hills,
heavy heads bowed in modesty,
sense the change in the air,
and for a moment, bend passively.

Something green flashes by.

The butterflies, darting
among the prolific flowers,
take for a moment to the air,
scatter as their bloom are brushed aside.

Something green flashes by.

The reflections, at peace
 in the shallows, quiver
 and distort, turning the world
into a strange, rippling place.

Something green flashes by.

The deer, with his head thrown back,
laughing against the wind that snatches
at his his already stolen breath,
runs through his home,
seeing it only for a moment


as all that green flashes by.


Seed's Poetry Collection