ART TRADE UPDATE-THINGIES <33

Thank you everybody :3
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Human drawings:
Tabbi: not started (cant find my charcoal pencils...)
Rowan: not started

Art trades:
Cato: (kay-toe) done!
Sorrel: done!
Seele: done!
Darcy: done!
Kana: starting!

Yay thanks guys!

The surver is down. For me, at least. I quit the forest, put a different spell set on, and then came back, and it was down. Poo. And Luciloma was on too... *cry*

I am working real hard here to ease off my addiction. Right now I'm going to make lunch and I'm not going to come on for another hour... Lets see if I can do this.

Yeah, this is Emiva, you probably hate me now, I understand. I made a huge drama... I really didnt want it to be a big deal, in my message I mentioned that I would be back next summer and now and then between then... I'm really sorry though, I wrote up that whole thing because I was really mad about what was going on in our family right now. My aunt jane just discovered she had cancer, My uncle sandy is really sick and he just left without saying anything to anybody. I said that I had personal stuff. I'm really not going to leave, that would be impossible, I tried not going on all day yesterday, and I couldn't -_- I feel like a failure. Okay, so I'm not leaving, I'll just be gradually going on less and less. But please dont tell me to stop, because you arent helping my case. I just really want to get in shape for highschool. I almost failed middleschool, and I wasnt even addicted to this site yet.

Please, do not respond in commotion, or anger, please dont make this a big deal. Snowrift, you shouldn't have gone crazy like that. A statue... really! XD I'm sorry that I upset you snowy... I'm really sorry. Did you get my email? Rowan, I was being selfish, now that I put myself into your position. Seele, you were my first ever friend, thank you. Dannii, thank you for understanding.
Please say you forgive me... I understand if you will never be able to trust me again.

"Attention!" An old female deer called the Cave of Does to order. She looked at each one of them. "As you have probably already found out, we have had four members struck by the Red Plague. Emiva was one of them, our leader, and now I must resume the spot of leader to this group." She paused, "As well as Mio, Lacey, and Sykora. There will be a service for the dead tonight, so please come prepared." she cleared her throat. "I also say that under no circumstance may a deer leave camp without another with them at all times." She looked to Martisol, who cringed under the old crone's stare. "Is that understood?"

"Yes" The does replied together.

The old female deer took a moment as she stood on the rock to look at each of the deers faces. "That is all" She said finally, and walked away.

Isis, among the other does who had been listening, looked over to Martisol, who was standing alone by herself, just standing there. Ever since it... had happened, she no longer wanted to play with the other fawns. All she had was an abnormally large pinecone which she carried around with her.

Isis walked slowly over to the little fawn. "Whats wrong, Mari?" She knew what was wrong, but, well, it seemed the only way she could think of to start a comforting conversation.

The little fawn didn't look up. She just stood there... looking down at her pinecone.

"Oh Martisole," Isis murmered. She nuzzled the little fawn gently. "Come on, night is here, you must go to sleep now." She nudged the little fawn to her feet, and picked up the pinecone in her mouth while guiding Martisole to her sleeping place with the other fawns. She dropped the pinecone beside the fawn. "Sweet dreams, my little one" Isis whispered, nuzzled, and retreated.

Isis let the cold air surround her. She was alone, yes, but she was within ear and eyeshot of the Cave of Does, so she figured she would be fine. The moon was looking down at her, and the stars twinkled. She needed some thinking time.

Original Message:

There is, like nobody on this site! And the picture page is spammed up full of SS's pointless stuff. Gah. Sorry, I'm in a bad mood. You wont see me until tomorrow night (again) because I'm sleeping over someones house. *sigh*


My Response:

ATTENTION.

It seems I have started this mess. I apologize to anyone who has taken any kind of offense in this diary. I do not have absolute opinions about SS either, I was just annoyed because she had put many many pictures on the picture page, and they wouldn't even load for me, and it was just getting annoying. Please note that I was in a bad mood at that moment.

PLEASE GUYS, LETS NOT FIGHT. WE ARE ALL A FAMILY. WE ARE ALL FRIENDS. END OF DISCUSSION. WE HAVE DIFFERENT VIEWS, YES, BUT I DONT WANT TEF TO BREAK UP INTO TEAMS. WE ARE ONE WHOLE TEAM TOGETHER. WE ARE ALL APART OF THE ENDLESS FOREST.

THANK YOU.

~please note I was not talking specifically about SS in this message, this is just about the whole of TEF.~

Emiva

"SQUEEGIE!" Shin roared, standing over the side of the waterfall, legs trembling and heart racing.

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Squeegie felt water pouring into his lungs as he gasped for air. "Not me... please not me... please" He begged inwardly, as pounding water filled his ears. He thrashed around wildy, trying to rid himself of the pain that was being thrust down upon his nearly numb body. How it all happened came back to him in a series of visions.


He and his mate, Poet, a delicately shaped light peach doe, had been talking about unimportant recent events and gossip on that sunny pleasant day. It had been a many moments later when Poet suddenly came to speak, "Squeegie, Twin gods know how I didn't notice! Have you been fighting, love?"

Squeegie hadn't fought with another deer ever since that time he had accidentaly tremmered a Seele's limphnode (welcome back ^^) in a simple playfight. Squeegie was taken aback as this remark was suggested.

"Fighting, love? Never" He stated accutely.

She leaned in closer to his face. Squeegie braced himself for a romantic lick on the muzzle when she suddenly leered back. "Oh my Twin Gods" She breathed, eyes wide, "You have it"

"Have wha-" He breathed in, a gaspy-sort-of-thing, and stumbled over to a nearbye puddle, almost bonking his nose to the bottom. There, very clear in statement, was a red dot.

Squeegie fell over purposely, swearing, his eyes a scared voilet. Poet rushed over to his side.

"Poet, I'm dying!" He exclaimed to her. She fell to his side for a comforting embrace.

"Dont worry Squeegie! Everything's-"

"Dont touch me!" He panted, scrambling away desperately, madness in his eyes, "You'll catch it!"

"I dont care, Squeegie! I love you!" She yelled to him, sinking to her knees. Tears were springing from her lighted eyes. She gasped, bringing up her hooves, which were covered in tears.

I'm back from the most boring family reunion in history! What a long day away from TEF. I feel dead. What did I miss?

Today we are going to the beach. yay. I hate the beach.

I sound like such a snob right now, I know.

Anyways, so long. (Its, like terrible weather too. GAH.)

Stupid family reuinions. -_-'

I just wanted to say that it is going to be alright, and you must hold on, and YOU CAN DO IT! Do what you think is right... trust yourself. Trust yourself. You are a wonderful person. Your going to be okay...