Instanciated last night for a look around before bed, as is my wont.



Before too long I encountered a couple of deer who were also awake, and neither of whom I had met before.



Being rather shy I didn't immediately rush in but they seemed amenable to social contact and there was a degree of cautious mutual inspection. The orange stripy deer with the headdress examined me with a degree of sniffing and head tilting that seemed almost canine at the time. Not knowing their name or picto I assigned them the designation "Quaver" as the top part of their picto looked like a musical note to me.



Pretty soon we each came to the conclusion that the other was friendly and we all spent some pleasurable time hanging out together.



Of course given the current focus on my learning aerial manoeuvres there was a degree of airborne shenanigans; Yak will never pass off an opportunity to goof around and look daft.



And there was a nice amount of frolicking and occasional nuzzling; it was just a pleasant experience to meet these two friends and spend a little time with them in forest. Meeting deer new to me is always a pleasure.

I think there's something special about anyone who finds their way to this place, and stays, somehow.



After a while I had to take my leave, and go home to the little hill. Encountering these two on the way back cwtshed up together, so pleasingly aligned! Even their pictos are symmetric about the Y axis. That pleases the nerdy part of the ox-ram-deer haha.



And then Eris asleep with a pile of friends, their pictos and bodies blended together. Is that Petaldance in there?

4 years later and now I speak. Hello forest.
been watching this little community for a very long time. about maybe 2016 or so.
wanted to branch out a bit from just lurking and peaking in on the forums ever grand now and then, to a bit of talking here and there.

I'll be updating this little blog with images both new and old, screenshots and art.
Hope to see you all in the forest at some point.

(screenshots of other folks with my characters can be spotted in the comments.)

Blaze
Brother to Noir
Enjoys warm sunny days.
Images coming soon

Noir
Brother to Blaze
Enjoys the cold and the night.
Images coming soon

Scruffy
A lazy wolf. Not a threat to any deer nor rabbit. Fan of taking it slow and sleeping.





Yume
A small deer who likes flowers.


???
Images coming soon

Back from my travels - we decided not to fly on this short break and went everywhere on trains. We saw a lot of the inside of trains. We were MIGHTILY disappointed on the French TGV when they RAN OUT OF RED WINE. I would not have thought such a thing possible. France, I am disappointed!

Home and back into the forest for a brief visit - I have missed the place, and the deer in it. Upon arrival there was nobody around who was awake, and no reason not to fly, so I got on with practicing my aerial abilities. Getting better now, I can consistently remain airborne whilst dancing and doing other things without falling down like a loaf.



Shortly I was joined by Eris who must have spotted me dicking around in mid-air like a fool. Good-natured greetings and a degree of running and frolicking ensued. It was nice to see a familiar picto after a while away.



We stopped and attempted to rouse this deer whose picto and name I don't know yet (sorry) - by my method of temporary nomenclature by picto shape they are "Smily Face" until I know better.



They were successfully roused briefly, long enough to receive (or load) the long mask and fancy antlers, then went back to napping.



After a bit more running and frolicking (doesn't it feel so nice to just run fast straight across the map with another deer just leaping every now and again?) we were in the vicinity of the ruins, and my favourite hill proved a perfect launch point for some more aerial experimentation.



Following Eris' lead I got to see parts of the world from an entirely new perspective. Dancing above the ruins. It was a lot of fun.

The title basically sums it all up.

Went in last night and after a stroll around couldn't see anydeer else conscious. So I thought I'd start learning some of the things that people have told me about the UI and its use (and abuse). I started by binding some favourite actions to the f-keys and seeing what happens when I mash them up.



Splendid! An excellent and satisfyingly daft start.

Then I followed the advice I'd had for climbing up steep rocks and not bouncing off them like a fool.





Jolly good! Now I shan't look like such a numpty if there's a party on the rocks again. But there was one thing I'd never managed to do that I'd seen everyone else doing, and that was levitating. Every time I'd tried it before I just ended up sitting on my arse on the ground. And eventually (using my new found rock climbing ability to give me a bit of a launch platform)



Yes! I am sitting on my arse IN MID-AIR!

I occupied myself for a good few minutes to familiarise myself with the procedure, and take a few screenshots in various places of my ox-ram-deer-thing hovering in the air in exactly the way that bricks don't.







My mother taught me that "tiny things please tiny minds", and accordingly I was having an inordinately good time simply sitting on my arse in mid-air in various places.

My mind wandered back to this game and I felt the need to return and even write something here, for the first time despite my long lingering.
Things changed quite a lot lately but seems not all has.
I'll have to get familiar here.

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She used to be a regular deer.
A doe with soft eyes the color of river mud and a coat brushed in golden-brown sunlight. She lived in a quiet enclosure in a small town zoo, watched by children with sticky fingers and sleepy parents who rarely gave her more than a passing glance.
To the keepers, she had been known as 'Missy.' A stained oak sign hung on an old wooden pole which ran far above her enclosure. Her world was small, but peaceful. Leaves drifting from the same trees, the rustle of paper bags, and the low hum of voices beyond her containment.

Then it began on a quiet, cloudy evening. The zookeeper had just done her rounds, whistling a tune as she locked the gate. The doe lifted her head, ears flicking, drawn to something beyond the trees. Something behind the fence. Not outside of it, but behind reality. Something unseen but watching. She blinked. And the world blinked back. The cameras failed that night, static hissing like a whisper through the surveillance feed. When morning came, she was still there. Standing in the same place. But something had… shifted.
The keepers didn’t notice right away. She looked the same, after all. At first. They didn’t see the way her legs bent just a little too far when she walked. Or how her eyes no longer reflected light.