/What happened? O.O Mind if I join in? Never been in traumatic situations<3/

Brooklyn lowered her ears at the violent sounds she heard. She stayed quiet as she observed the red stag from a tree she stood in. She couldn't understand what was happening, her imagination going wild with ideas. She slowly climbed down, not afraid of the stag but willing to listen to what was happening. "Gustiro..." she whispered, approaching the angered stag.

The first response from the large stag at hearing Brooklyn’s voice was a violent turn of his head. Not going after the doe but merely turning to look at her with wild eyes. Her familiar form quickly repelled his anger, perhaps even calmed him though it was so minimum that it would not have been a noticeable difference. Instead of doing her any harm he turned his back to her to swipe his antlers at some tree that's trunk had already been scraped clean of it's bark.

“They took her!”

He would have continued to assault the tree if it was not for the new voice. The taunting tone made the furious stag to turn on Illrose with exceptional swiftness. His dark eyes growing ever wider as they lock onto the draconic deer. "You," came in a low, dark, drawn out tone. "You took her?! YOU?!!!” His voice rose as he continued. He seemed so ready to put the blame on his long standing enemy. Something, someone to takeout more of his frustration.

Without another word or another look at the poor Brooklyn Gustiro was charging at Illrose. His antlers lowered, his muscles powering full speed at the draconic doe with a new, very deadly purpose. Even with their many fights and dangerous games of chase he never seemed so intent on harming the antlered doe then he was at that moment.

((I figure I'll keep with the scenario that inspired it))

The Witch watched from among the trees and cackled in It goes to show, she thought with a smile how phony he is -- that he can't even stand something fun, like a new face. She giggled like a schoolgirl. The little doe, dressed in dark, sleek fur that caught the light and shimmered, pranced in place and bit her lip; he'd hurt her, the big bully, if she showed up. But the desire to take credit for this glorious curse of hers was getting harder and harder to fight. She twitched her head to adjust her tall witch's hat, adorned with beautiful magpie feathers, and stepped into the light.

"Hello there, mister not-so-skullface! Remember me, the beautiful and powerful Forest Witch? Of course you do." She tossed her head, whipping the long black veil that attached to her hat about like hair. This Witch, with her bright, childlike smile clearly didn't care for the physical drama of Gustiro's charge, and was more than happy to interrupt. She pranced again, her body bobbing with the energetic steps of her dainty hooves. "I see you noticed my workmanship -- Tah-daaa! Isn't it marvelous! The perfect curse! aheeheeeheeeheee!"

((Small edits made))

Illrose glanced quickly at the doe, but didn't have much interest in her. Her eyes snapped back at Gustiro when he talked to her, and her smile grew a bit wider.
"Does it look like I did?" She replied in a cold voice, before the smile all of a sudden disappeared when Gustiro charged at her. She had never seen this rage before,
and for the first time, she actually feared she would get very badly injured in a fight with Gustiro. But she didn't turn around and run, she tighten her muscles and lowered
her own antlers to meet the force that was coming. And while she waited for the impact, she could see another doe approach in the corner of her eye. And the doe's words
made it easy to understand who had taken Gustiro's skull mask. But she didn't pay much attention to this doe either, cause Gustiro came closer at full speed, and in any
seconds now they antlers would clash into each other. But then something happened again, a feathered creature approached, with a scream that cut like knives in Illrose's ears.
She snarled in irritation, and reared up, as to chase away the horrible sound and the creature that made it.

Kheiron had stood by a distance, watching what happened as Gustiro made a fool of himself again. When Illrose had approached him, Kheiron couldn't help but scream inside his head that she should stay clear of him. Gustiro was obviously in no control of himself.
But seeing how Illrose did not take the bull serious at all actually bothered Kheiron a bit. He himself had grown a certain respect for this weird deer, and Kheiron's principles was that everyone should be treated with some kind of respect. As strange as it may sounds, Kheiron felt a bit sorry for Gustiro.
When the bull was charging full speed towards Illrose, Kheiron had wanted to interrupt, but Nacadia was faster and he laid still - watching what happened next.
Kheiron wasn't brave enough to interfere. Not yet.

(consider this a tracking post. (: might respond again later if something interesting happens, but don't count on it. In other words; don't wait for me to reply.)

((oh yay, i typed up a little something while I was waiting for you to post. It's at least a little something to help things move along.))

Nacadia turned her long, now feathery, neck to look at Brooklyn. She was fighting the urge to destroy all three of them right then and there. Her demon wanted them all dead, gone from this planet, but she didn't. She was fighting herself immensely and was hardly winning, she closed her eyes tightly, to the point she was shaking. She couldn't take it anymore, the desructive force was killing her, just one tree, she only needed to crush one tree. She let out another long, sharp, high pitched call, this one filled with rage and fury. She jumped over Gustiro's head, with rather amazing force, and hit a tree full force, sending it crashing to the ground. She landed right back in her spot and continued to stare at Gustiro. She began to send mental waves to Gustiro with a very tense but somehow still calm and beautiful voice, "Gustiro, Gussie. Please, just please calm down. I will never, ever forgive you if you kill her. I don't favor her either but you cannot kill her. You don't even know if she really took your mask. Please, Gustiro. Go" The doe paused for a moment, she slowly shook her head while continuing. go before I end up killing you all." The doe stood, holding her ground firmly, refusing to let the enraged stag reach Illrose. She was completely tense in the situation, her demon was festering, if she stayed in this aura flooded area much longer her demon would begin to grow and eventually take her entire body, mind and soul over. She had to leave, but she couldn't, or there would be bloodshed.



(( Nacadia's demon is very, VERY aggressive and very hard to get rid of, it could be days before she is back to normal. Normally, if it were someone she didn't care about, she would kill them right then and there. That would make for an interesting RP. But, when in-game, it is best to leave her alone. When you see her with her normal pelt back on it is okay to greet her, though if her mask is still different she may not respond.))

When Nacadia stopped Gustiro's attack, Illrose stomped in the ground to show her irritation. She hated it when others interrupted her fights. She lifted
her head again and stared at the other doe, Brooklyn, with a fierce glance.
"Why do you bother?" She snarled in reply. She had seen this doe in Gustiro's company a lot, so it was obvious they were friends or something. And in a time
like this, didn't the enemy have the same right to be here as the friend? She soon lost interest in Brooklyn, because Nacadia again gave a sharp scream. Illrose
reared again, her hooves beating through the air. But she then backed away, away from Gustiro, and away from the creature that was Nacadia.

The Witch watched the fight go on: the stag puzzled and the does monstrous and threatening and almost fighting among one another. Her hooves stamped the ground.

"Hey! Stop having your silly demon-monster fights! Important people are gloating over here!"

She reared up, finding herself a handy spell to cast. She had a bunch of magics prepared for her little wanders though this forest, in case she came across someone who really needed to be cursed. It'd be wrong to not use it here. The magic swirled around her, focusing itself on Nacadia. It was shape-shifting magic, her favorite type, sent to turn the doe into her favorite creature, a harmless little froggy. The magic danced though her blood like motes in sunlight, like fish moving fluidly through a fast-moving stream. It wrapped around its chosen victim in a ball of light.

"There! That's much better! Isn't it marvelous? aheeheheeheehee!"

((It just occured to me how hilariously out of place The Witch is in this soap opera of near-violence and characters who are very competent.))

{I know it's pretty late but can I join? If you're still RP'ing?}
{For those who don't know/remember Lily: picto~X reference~X}

As soon as she watched the Witch casting a spell on the winged creature she had never seen before, Lily stood up on the branch she had been sitting. Suddenly, everything made sense for her. She nearly couldn't contain a laughter, and started a slow and careful descent from the tall pine tree.

She could recognize most deers down there: in the middle of the fight, the large blood-red antlers shading Illrose's grey pelt; Nacadia, that Lily had seen a few times, although she couldn't recognize her demon form; Gustiro, although she had only approached him once and didn't know much about him until hearing them talking; and Brooklyn. She didn't know anything about the Witch, but seeing her casting magic made the entire situation clear. That fight seemed so silly now, but she wouldn't hide that she was worried for her friends. As she jumped from branch to branch she also noticed the unmistakable white mask contrasting with Kheiron's vivid orange pelt nearly imperceptible behind the birch trees, in the opposite side of the glade. And she decided to go talk to him before interfering in the fight. Not that she was scared. ~No...N-not a-at all~

{Did you already understand what Lily [and me] believe that actually happened to his mask? xD}
{And that I'm dragging minimuhh in? }

Kheiron just stared at the fight. He would've interfered long ago if it hadn't been for all the deer that had shown up. And everyone was against Illrose, it seemed. He was getting really bothered by the situation; he wanted so badly to stand up or his friend but he was afraid of getting hurt by doing so. And Kheiron knew he wasn't the strongest fighter in the forest. They could crush him in a minute if they wanted to. Illrose had a bigger chance at surviving a fight like this, and Kheiron knew she had some sense in her. She would (hopefully) back down if the pressure was too high.
He had been concentrating so hard on what happened that he didn't notice Lily suddenly appearing. He had been laying close to the ground all the time, pressing his belly towards the ground, but as soon as he saw the shadow of someone over him, he jumped up and looked rather startled at his friend.
"Lily? Where did you come from!"
There was clear concern in his eyes, and being surprised like this probably wasn't the most fortunate thing that could've happened just now. His heart was beating like a drum and he backed away from her even if he knew she was a friend. His ears laid back against his neck in fright.

Kheiron wasn't exactly scared; more like startled. He managed to calm down a bit by her words.
"What do you mean? What happened to the mask? ...are you planning something, Lily?"
He raised an eyebrow, looking a bit suspicious about it all.

(I guess it's ok for me and Eternal no to wait for you others to reply yet? After all, our deer haven't interfered just yet. Let us now if it isn't okay, though!)

Whatever was happening with Nacadia the red bull did not like it. The sound of her voice, the change in her appearance, the way she stood and acted in an almost predatory manner. His muscles quivered as if in anticipation to attack this new found enemy. Yet he did not budge. Not to attack her or get around her. He stood his ground, head held high and hooves firm in the dirt beneath him. The tension was so thick that even the air seemed heavy and hard to draw in.
His dark eyes roved over the several deer in the immediate area. From Nacadia’s twisting and shifting from to Brooklyn’s tense figure. From the familiar doe to the frustrated Illrose who retreated a few meters away. He seemed to be carefully weighing the situation, trying to make sense of the chaos he had started. Then suddenly he turned from the deformed figure that was once Nacadia, away from those that stood to protect him and those who were prepared to fight him, and took a few steps away.

At a few feet he paused. His eyes turned to scan the gathering again. They drifted across them all before locking upon the doe known as The Witch. Brown gaze seemed to burn as they narrowed upon her. A hateful look in his otherwise calm or simply determined eyes. Even when fighting Illrose he had never held such a despising look. "You," he called over the sounds of the others. "Will find you." His tone was that of a deadly promise and without another word he continued on, traveling at a steady pace from the group.
And yet paused again as a single ear gave a flick. He turned his head to catch sight of the new doe approaching them. Both ears flew back against his head as he watched Lily’s progress.

((Seed, I find The Witch rather amusing. lol
lolamad911, Long posts can be good things. It means you are into what you are writing. ( :
Minimuuh, EternalWanderer, I do not mind if you two do not wait. Since they are not currently in the mass of it. ( : Ahem. That is until now that Lily made herself spottable. XD ))

{Sorry I can only answer tomorrow I have to go now O_O I wasn't expecting them to notice Lily till Kheiron took a decision. Please fill the dead time D; I didn't mean to put the plot relying on Lily's approach}

{HUGE, FAILED, PAGE-STRETCHING QUICKSKETCH BELOW x'DD This resembles so badly some 3rd category anime.}

{Damn I completly assassinated the anatomy D'| Drawing Illrose's antlers would fill the space way too much. Also, tried to give her skull a kinda draconic shape, and failed. I quite like how Naca came out tho (yeeey I didn't forget she's a mini :'D). And the frog on Witch's hat xD}

ANYWAY:

Lily walked slowly in their direction, aware of their attention. Again, her casually learned acting skills came out really useful, as she wanted to look more confident than she felt inside. Which wasn't much. ~Nacadia left... good.~ she thought. Without a mad hawk-dragoon storming havoc in the vegetation, it was a bit safer. Finally, she was close enough to be heard over the argument. She looked sharply into the bull's eyes, in that certain way that commanded «obey first, think second» and issued her order.
"...Quit the drama. Gustiro. Sneeze."

{eeh... play along x3}

( I just have to say I love that drawing, Illrose's mask look great! :') I'll wait with replying till Seed has replied. n_n )

Uh sorry took ages to answer D:

mad: Nah this was just a quick sketch, I'll try to make something more neat just with Naca, besides I really like to imagine her demon design Everyone is free to add this to the bio references if you want, though.

sauria: Thanks, she's strangely fun to draw. My favourite thing to draw are dragons and I tried to give her that aura.

konoha: Aw thanks but I really think I didn't do the best work with her... The only thing I like is the head and maybe the claws. I might do a fanart for her too, just for fun.

too those of you who wish to be with Nacadia while she is in her demon state, you must get her the orca pelt, that is all.

{I think a fawn casting a default-mask-glitch spell on us while our deer afk sleeps to put us in panic when we return can be called curse xD}