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3.31.12 -
   Met a doe by the name of poplar after wandering around in the forest alone in the rain. Took shelter in the base of the big oak tree and was greeted by a very soaked Poplar.



Stats Relationships and thoughts
Poplar | Acquaintance | just met though seems to enjoy her company.
Small coconut-brown doe white tail. Met inside the hollowed oak tree during
rainstorm. Quetzal thinks shes very sweet.
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New RP?

Sooo.. I really want to develop my Character, Quetzal.



That's him.. I know he looks a little weird but hes a peacock deer thing. Laughing out loud

Just a fun and friendly RP. anyone can join I really would like companions for Quetzal as right now, hes really lonely. :<


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The blue sky huddled behind thick blankets of grey matter that spit down onto the endless forest- wetting the thirsty forest floor and creating small puddles that bunched up and formed temporary swimming holes for frogs, detours for small snails and bugs, and refreshment for the forest animals. It was a heavy drizzle that came down, making one find it quite hard to see more than a few feet in front of them, though this didn't stop this young buck from wandering his homelands. With a thick, silky pelt that seemed to evade the raindrops, he seemed out of place. The oils upon such a pelt keeping him warm and cozy during his trek to the big oak tree near the lake. This buck stood about average size as most and flaunted long, skinny-yet-well built pillars and had a peculiar white glow to each hoof he stood upon. His pelt was a painted array of browns that matched the woodland dirt he pranced upon though was dappled in a long string down each side with white spots that lay in the middle of brown circles. His body was covered with different lengths of feathers that poked and shined through the dark atmosphere around him. A glowing greenblue was held year round by the feathers and they never dulled with the seasons. Atop his long neck was a skeleton-like mask; charcoal and eerie that was painted with a contrasting white in swirls and dots. Those eye he held were nothing but hollow holes in said mask with nothing but darkness to fill.
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