Sitting on the edges of sight lay I. Simply watching everything within my vision, observing the motions of life before me. I do not know the personal stories of all. I am simply an Observer, I enjoy watching life as it unfolds.
I use I a lot, my apologizes. I should not be concerned with myself, only concern for others, my watches. Yet they watch me. My dear friends, Serenai and Mr. Sanguine.
I yearn to be accepted, but I feel too different to fit in. I do not feel like I properly belong. It is weird, so I become an outsider. I observe, watch, listen, but rarely participate. This will change. I may become active, enjoying the company of others here. Or I may forget to visit more and more, eventually never coming back. Maybe someone will come to me.
I am rambling about myself. I suppose I am just a newcomer. Neither an Observer or an outsider, simply new.
First one to post and meet the following requirements gets a sketchydoodle.
-Little to no other art of the deer
-Post contains or has a link to a thorough physical and personality description for me to work with
-Patience
Nothing spectacular, just a pencil/pen/sharpie (or combination thereof) doodle in my sketchbook. May be slow to scan it since my access to a scanner is currently sporradic at best.
Just one for now. Might do another later if the mood hits me.
Yep, free art. Its almost my birthday and I feel like celebrating by giving someone some free arts.
First one to post WITH a ref of their deer gets it!! Good luck!!
