The Fortress; Iaurdagnire

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  • PLAYER / CONTACT 08.03.20

    Jay's passing is still sore, I find myself thinking about him if I'm driving in the rain. He has brought to light that I've not really been living for a while; my hobbies were consumed by work, so I'm making an effort to get those back or at least find new ones.

    One of which is enjoying a certain fantasy deer characters again, at least low key now that I've brought my old pc back from the dead. Maybe Dag will see you in forest sometime?

    He'll be 11 years old on the 21st March (:


    Characters

    Uuo (OOC) False God (special use)
    Kusakage (inactive) Kyte (inactive)
    Sulfur (event demons)

    Contact Info

    Discord: Find me as 'Dag' in The Endless Forest Server, feel free to add me!





"His presence seemed to be the Forest itself, loving and wise and without grudges or harbored shadows." - silentlikethat

        
{ I a u r d a g n i r e THE FORTRESS

Respected - Wise - Humble - Good-humoured - Articulate - Righteous - Authoritative - Dutiful - Fearless - Fatherly
Timeworn - Intelligent - Diplomatic - Limitless - Reliable - Altruistic - Resolute - Gentle - Charismatic - Genuine


"He walks with a gawky elegance, breaking the top of the hill. His hill. Though he hardly guards it with the malice of a dog.
Instead, this is where they gather. To play, to sit...to know that not everyone will belittle them." - Mjrn


Today
     A sight-seeing tour of the forest with his lady love as if everything was brand new.

Calm.
Alive.

Yesterday
    






    Identity }
    Dag's full name is pronounced 'I-or-dag-nyre', and was given the title 'The Fortress' in recognition of the guardianship he gives to and inspires in others. He is a symbol of unyielding strength of will and exhibits an impenetrable, one-pointed focus to rise above any situation. The emblem of victory - the Peregrine Falcon - still remains with him from his first and very old title of 'Wings of Peregrine'.
21st March 2009 | Pictogram
Stomping Grounds | Fireside | Valley View | Dandelion Hill | Sanctuary

    The Fortress }
    Voice - Deep bass; an equal balance of gentility and authoritative power associated with a voice of moral substance and leadership. Feral vocalizations are rare from him, though he is known to produce brontidal rumbles and has an extraordinarily low, growling bellow.
    Scent - His scent is very gustatory - likened to the smoulder of a warm, damp bonfire in the middle of open fields; burnt soil of old forests long gone.
    Build - Based on an old-world ice giant Eucladoceros species; the first species of deer genus to have highly evolved antlers yet is a primitive mass of strong bone and muscle. His body type is a visually solid domination with a dense muscular structure most noticeable around his barrel-chest and shoulders, reinforcing the relatively short, strong neck that bares the weight of a heavy square skull - resembling more bull than deer - and its gargantuan artillery; both of which being the most prominent indication of his skeletal bulk. Being top-heavy, his posture is almost restricted to one position when still. A long body means legs are stationed far apart to accommodate and spread the weight, and his head is always held high in balance giving him a kingly air, which is also reflected in his fluid and powerful gait. At full speed, there is very little that can stop his bulldozer momentum.
    Antlers - Fortress by design. Supernumerary, elongated branched-antlers where the beam has grown outward behind him, tines growing upward; his outer primary tines are the largest and grow into long forward-facing pincers. There are 12 tines per pedical and are split into four sets, all of which together are specifically designed to interlock with any antler type. Central clusters suited to single beam pronged deer, outer and brow tines designed for the larger supernumerary or palmated antlers such as Irish Elk. They are incredibly thick, astonishingly heavy, and an impenetrable defense that cannot be breached.
    Visual - His coat is made up of dense, varying shades of grey that give him an overall arsenic colouration, but his mane and face are the most striking; dirty white for the most part with a carnelian-red pattern draped around the contours of his beady-eyed, frill-cheeked face. The white of his mane continues only half-way under his stomach, and ends in a point with a very thin separating line of charcoal.
There is also an enormous patch-scar that tears through the left side of his neck which is coupled with the nick in his ear on the same side. This was given to him by the Spring Wolf in 2010*.
    Conqueror - Being the placid giant he is, Dag never lowers his antlers without reason; rarely has his combat been seen within the peaceful confines of the forest. However, heed the warning of his scar. Events leading up to his present existence shed further light on this war-hardened battler. There is something prehistoric and almost predatory about his combat - the misfortune of colliding with such a monolith is simply an all-sensory deluge.

    Antediluvian }
     Iaurdagnire's story has become that of Endless Forest legend, starting in 2009 and ending in 2013. His story involves the Forest, the Gods, and the spiritual embodiment of the Seasons whom he served with perpetual lives as a God-given duty. Dag wanted to escape, and continually fought for a life and death that was his to dictate; to cease to be a higher power's fuel for intellectual evolution. But in learning about his place in the world and a way to put an end to his duties, he became even more lost. Ultimately, Dag's story is an exploration of purpose and morality in all forms, and almost entirely community driven. The community has been involved in each section in some way, and these are referred to as "Season Events" by those who have participated; the events were designed for everyone to enjoy, regardless of the story.
Winter '09
Crackéd Smile
"I am here as a friend."
Autumn '09
I: Collapse the Light
II: Numb the Infection
III: I'd choose right now
Spring '10
I: Brontide
II: Thunderclap*
III: Colossus
IV: Oblivion
Summer '10
I: Fissure
II: Ignite
III: Mountain Masquerade
Autumn '10
I: Duty
II: Ender
III: Nothing Gold can Stay
Winter '11
I: Splinter
II: Restrain
Spring '11
I: Hesitance
II: Acrid Lullaby
III: Amalgamate | †
IV: Play the Hand
you are Dealt | †

Catalyst '11
Incubus | Reprise
I: Jack to the King
II: Overthrow
III: Start Your Descent
War Drum '12
I: Long Live the King
II: Dandelion Hill
III: Warrior Hysteria
IV: Wasteland Soldier
V: Your Supremacy
Elysium '13
The Fortress and The Raven | Epilogue
 
 
 

Background art by J!n

    Core }
    Ravenflight - The Queen His love and greatest treasure; indescribably bound to her like no other. Their history had long ran parallel, and although their paths crossed only rarely in bygone years, they were connected by a deep empathy for their respective trials and desire for freedom. Behind closed doors they each played a part in helping each other fulfill a purpose in order to escape, and then found themselves lost without it. When Dag returned to the forest, Ravenflight tried to help him re-adjust through her understanding of what it is like to feel truly detached from the world around you. As they spent more time together, Dag increasingly began to dote on her and fell very deeply in love. Captivated by her in every way. Ravenflight has given him a new purpose, and Dag is utterly devoted to her continued happiness. Adores and is enchanted by everything she is.
    Cry - The Ace Guardian; a source of security; life indebted to. Dag has known Cry for a long time, and upon his return was healed by him (see 'War Drum' Act V). Displays an affectionate "big brother" attitude towards the small white stag when around him.
    Ephiré - The Jack An unspoken natural affinity; indebted to. The two giants have much in common with the way they cope with the world around them, and it is this understanding that lead Ephiré to become the catalyst in Dag's journey (see 'Catalyst' story arc Act I-III). Has a profound trust in him and admires him greatly. He is also the only deer within the forest to have witnessed the full brunt of Dag's combat.
    Virgil/The Red - Part of the Fortress' strong foundations. One of his oldest friends of a different world to his own, wild and unrestricted. At the time of his trials, Dag thought of Virgil's existence as "real", moreso than his own and one he wanted to achieve. Events between then and now strongly effected Dag, but their friendship remains strong and has been rebuilt. [to be re-written]





  • Bonus Material

    Autumn '09 Act III: I'd choose right now, was the first song 'read along' blog to appear on TEFC (to my knowledge!).
    War Drum '12 Act V: Your Supremacy was my most successful community-wide event, where 68 TEF players participated.


    Antediluvian - There are two reasons why I chose to use this word for Dag and his story. The first is that it was originally a biblical word meaning the time between the creation of earth and the great flood/deluge myth; a narrative in which a great flood is sent by a deity to destroy in an act of divine retribution (the Spring Wolf). A parallel of this is a metaphor of rebirth, which was the premise of Dag's rebellion against his original purpose. Secondly, the modern meaning for this word is simply to be old fashioned/ancient in the most possible way (as if they lived before the great flood).

    Playing card references - A great metaphor for life in general, where one must simply play the hand they are dealt, good or bad. One of my favourite card games is Whist, where the object of the game is to simply score the most "tricks" by having the highest card in the suit that is being played. Therefore the cards you would like to see in your hand are the highest: Ace, King, Queen and Jack. The Jack is a good card to have, because it will generally weed out the other players higher cards in their desire to win the hand, so it is more common for you to lose that round but win others as you have exhausted the other players good cards. The Jack was the role of Ephiré, in Jack to the King. He killed Dag - referenced as the King - and although the hand appeared to be lost, the game was not over. The card that trumped Velocity's hand was the Ace, Cry, in Your Supremacy.

    As a character, Dag was originally inspired by naturally powerful characters like Mufasa from The Lion King and Riki from Ginga Nagareboshi Gin - characters the hero-type protagonists typically look up to for guidance and leadership.



 
 
 
 
 
 
Apparanza's picture

That event was so emotional

That event was so emotional for me I'm embarrassed to say it xDDD
But holy macaroni Dag. I died 1089462868274 times last night. Especially since Ranza and Oseaan stayed close to each other the whole time and sadly nuzzled each other every time they found Dag and he disappeared in front of their eyes ;A;<3333 Fff and the weather really struck me too, and just the whole unity of the forest working to the common goal: to bring Dag home. Is it dumb to say I cried? /fail
By the way, was that you with the deer with the Secretary bird pelt, peacock feathers, and real deer mask? |D It had Dag's picto o:

By Leuvr
Iaurdagnire's picture

XD It was exciting for me

XD It was exciting for me too, and the fact the fog weather stuck around for the entire thing just make it all the more awesome. And the fact there's going to be an Abio today couldn't be more perfect! I was so happy to see Ranza there btw <3

*throws tissues at you*
It was... really quite thrilling when I got Dag to fade in and out, because it takes a while for the deer to pop up and when I saw them diving towards him I was so happy!

I'm amazed at how many people have contributed to this as well, it's about time we had some in-forest unity <3

No that wasn't me, just someone who has a very similar pictogram to Dag. I think there's two people with similar pictos to him =)
Verycrazygirl's picture

"You are welcome." Came forth

"You are welcome." Came forth a whisper unexpecting of further responce for the evening, but still the deer stayed by the giants side, offering his eyes and ears to help insure his friends health and safety over-night.

Seed's picture

He wants to say that it's

He wants to say that it's nothing; he wants to say that he never has done anything as meaningful as the people around him deserve... But he sees the weariness and instead answers, "It's no trouble."
And he's a little uneasy about what tommorow holds, but he looks on his weary friend warmly.
spiritslife's picture

Leea Nuzzles dag warmly and

Leea Nuzzles dag warmly and snuggle's into him to help keep him warm as he lays down to rest for the night she lightly rest's her head on his back with a big contented smile on her face "you are welcome dag, I missed you lot's and lot's but i am glad to see you again and hope you are better tomarrow" with that see herself closes her eyes and gose to sleep.

Leea, Leeon,Lady Masquerade amd Lady Adora
Seed's picture

I have requested to add you

I have requested to add you on Y!IM
PandaDeer63's picture

Im honored to have Ikibe in

Im honored to have Ikibe in your daily happenings, Iaurdagnire.
I consider Ikibe genderless, but it leans on the female qualities instead of male.
You can consider it being a female, male, or genderless.
Eitehr way is fine with us.
We hope to see Dag in a better situation the next time.
~If you wish to be a tower for someone, you must first be sure you will not collapse atop them.

Verycrazygirl's picture

Later during the night, the

Later during the night, the Hart returned to his friend.
Infact, he came back and forth from various directions over the course of half an hour.
By the time he had settled close beside Dag - trying to keep him warm in the cool early spring nights - there was a pile of food very close by the giant.
Waterweeds, ferns, grasses, fungi and a pinecone.
Virgil would do anything to help Iaurdagnire get better.

Apparanza's picture

Dual-colored eyes stared at

Dual-colored eyes stared at Iaurdagnire, at first believing him to be a figment of her imagination. Until she saw the other deer around him. She blinked, and his image didn't disappear. She focused on the pictograms she sensed and his was indeed present.
The silverine doe's eyes filled with tears and they spilled in thin rivulets down her cheeks as she stumbled towards the exceptionally large stag, finally collapsing once she came to his side and burying her face into the fur at his neck. Apparanza made an attempt to speak but all that came out from her vocals was garbled nonsense accompanied by sniffs and sobs, too overwhelmed to be bothered at an attempt to clarify her gibberish.

By Leuvr
Hraeth's picture

((-tags along with Virgil and

((-tags along with Virgil and Ranza-))

Noelle feels a rush as her eyes find the slumbering giant and Virgil tucked up against him. She wastes no time in situating her comparatively small body close to Iaurdagnire and helping Virgil keep the weathered stag warm. From time to time, she tends to his fur, straitening it and washing away the blood there while careful not to bother the salt packed wounds. As she does this, she hums a quiet, soothing song. The tune is calming, but a little upbeat.
Fincayra's picture

*joins in with Virgil, Ranza,

*joins in with Virgil, Ranza, and Noelle*

The stag quietly ascended the hill on which the wounded giant rested, dark eyes sweeping over the familiar faces of the other deer nestled concernedly beside him. Esll could feel a knot forming in his throat as he paused to glance at Iaurdagnire's wounds; the slices in his flesh opened slightly with the rise and fall of the sleeping stag's stomach. Without a word, Esll moved on to a tree nearby and sat down, tucking his legs to his chest. There he remained alert, eyes moving everywhere except over his friend's broken body, ears swiveling slowly to detect the faintest of sounds: the quiet wingbeats of little sparrows in the grasses, the gentle footfalls of a deer nearby... the crashing of a wave against a distant seashore. An unknown, yet all too familiar instinct, heightened by the recent events, pulsed through his body as naturally as the blood traveled through his veins. He wanted to explain to the giant stag, as he weakly awoke and saw Esll sitting far from him, his reasons for distance; they were not what Iaurdagnire was thinking. And yet he knew he couldn't find the words to explain even if he tried.

Seed's picture

((*hops on with everyone

((*hops on with everyone else* I'm not sure how effective Seed's line of action would be, but he's only good at sitting quietly when he's not worried for his companion.))


Seed joined Virgil and the others resting beside his friend. He sighed a little; peaceful times were precious, and it would be a while until they really came again. He was a little antsy; there was little he could do to speed his friend's recovery. As he sat there, occaisonally drifting off (like everyone did), an idea came to him. He leaned over and, quiet enough that it wouldn't disturb the sleeper, began to whisper poems. Mostly funny ones, or odd ones. Very rhythmic ones, like lullabies. Ones that Seed would hope would wiggle into Dag's dreams and make him smile, or laugh in that dream world. He had heards that there was no better medicine than laughter, and words were his chief power, if he had any at all. At least, it made him a slightly better companion, for it took the tension from him. He took a little breath and started on the next one, one that Dag would have to puzzle out in his dreams, hopefully with a smile on his face.
OokamiAzura's picture

Even though Mie hasn't been

Even though Mie hasn't been in Forest for a while, I'm using her for this. Seeing as how I'm not a character...xD;

YAY BANDWAGONS.

~~~~~~

Time knows no end. It goes on forever, spinning, shaping, weaving, keeping the world alive much the way a river keeps a forest alive. It is both an ally and enemy, following its own agenda, not caring who carries on, and who is left behind.

Time may have passed since they last saw each other, but that didn't stop Mie from arriving to find a crowd surrounding an injured Iaurdagnire. A part of her wasn't sure what was going on, but if the whispers of those around her were true, then...

The seasons...

What did they want with him anyway? Even before all of this, she felt a certain tension in the air that made her double over, sick with worry, near tears in agitation. Why the seasons would want to hurt him...she knew not.

But that wasn't the point now. He was home. He was safe.

For the time being, anyway.

Shivering, she carefully approaches the group, hiding her face from them, feeling eyes glancing at her. She settles herself next to the giant, the young Muntjac dwarfed in comparison. Nuzzling lightly, she can barely speak, her throat tight with emotion. Only one word escapes the confines of her mouth.

Home...
Harin's picture

Slow paced, head down, as

Slow paced, head down, as it's antlers are too heavy for me.
I finally am able to arrive at the place the stag sleeps.
Eyes met the others caring for him, I settle at a distance.

..With all of them caring for you..
..You will be well soon..

..You're home now..
Verycrazygirl's picture

Thanks for the inspiration

Iaurdagnire's picture

I've had a royally rubbish

I've had a royally rubbish day, and seeing this made me very happy. I love you guys <3 I wish I could say more, but, in vcg's infamous words: my brain is "having a dead".

=')
Verycrazygirl's picture

Dag is so gay, it's the

Dag is so gay, it's the truth! :B

Apparanza's picture

Oh my goodness, Lottie,

Oh my goodness, Lottie, despite it being a sketch it is gorgeous @.@<333 It's absolutely wonderful, thank you so much for drawing that and I'm glad we could all give you the inspiration :3

Aww Dag, just to know that you read it all makes me feel special 8D

By Leuvr
OokamiAzura's picture

Indeed, that sketch is

Indeed, that sketch is awesomesauce <3

And...hope your day gets a bit better, Dag...<3
Reyy's picture

(:

(:
OokamiAzura's picture

Rest for now. You'll get

Rest for now.

You'll get better, promised <3

And yes, that was Joro who accompanied Mie <3
Reyy's picture

Ravyn was fascinated by the

Ravyn was fascinated by the wounds.
She was happy to clean them for Dag. (;
Iaurdagnire's picture

Azura -> Before I forget and

Azura -> Before I forget and let you think I'm ignoring you, I will divulge the song - along with other things - in a blog I'm making tomorrow =)

Ravyn -> I like wounds. I don't much like receiving them, but when I do it's always interesting to poke at them watch them heal. Big scabs are horrid and I hate looking at them (I have a phobia with certain kinds of textures), but feel strangely nice to the touch, I find.

Slicing the top of my finger off was epic haha.
OokamiAzura's picture

*Hands tissues* 8D Ehh...I'd

*Hands tissues* 8D

Ehh...I'd elaborate on why I sit so far away, but long story short, I'm simply reacting to what I feel when I'm there.

Yeah that probably makes no sense, but again, I dun wanna elaborate too much, lest I offend someone; I don't have personal problems with anyone, it's just...yeah. >.>;

EDIT: Roflcopter, I didn't even see your last post. Gotcha <3
Verycrazygirl's picture

We need a deer-pile on Dag!

We need a deer-pile on Dag! 8D

OokamiAzura's picture

Oh oh oh, before I forget!

Oh oh oh, before I forget!

The night-pelted deer would be Rainflower <33
Iaurdagnire's picture

8D... I feel so stupid, sorry

8D... I feel so stupid, sorry Rainflower!
Yeesh, I'm so bad with pictos.
Reyy's picture

Quote:it's always interesting

Quote:
it's always interesting to poke at them watch them heal. Big scabs are horrid and I hate looking at them (I have a phobia with certain kinds of textures), but feel strangely nice to the touch, I find

That is extremely weird...
But I hate the feel of velvet, though. I always have and always will, and I get really agitated if my hands are dry.
http://img.diytrade.com/cdimg/740519/6324315/0/1236603855/silk_velvet_fabric.jpg
I hate that stuff. Absolutely hate it.
Sticking out tongue

Quote:
Slicing the top of my finger off was epic haha

Wtf... HAHAHA.
Iaurdagnire's picture

... Our sofa's are velvet >D

... Our sofa's are velvet >D I love it. It's mostly rough textures I have a problem with, and weird patterns. Makes me freeze up and stare at it haha.

PFyes, I sliced the tip of my finger off with a brand new scalpal while rushing to get my uni work done. It flopped right onto my cutting mat (8

And when I got home from the hospital, it was still there. So I threw it away.
I threw my fingertip away.

AHAHAHAHA.
Reyy's picture

That's so disgusting but I

That's so disgusting but I can't help but laugh so hard at it. LOL.
When I sit in cars and the seats are velvet I get so agitated and I try not to touch anything.
I feel like it dries my hands out... Hahaha.
Quote:
It's mostly rough textures I have a problem with, and weird patterns. Makes me freeze up and stare at it haha.

HAHA. So do you have a problem with those illusion things you find on the internet?
Like they move and stuff when you look at them... It's pretty neat. (:
Iaurdagnire's picture

It makes me giggle

It makes me giggle remembering it haha, the awesome thing is that it grew back. My doctor now calls me a lizard... hm.

I've never been in a car with velvet seating! But I can imagine it must be pretty horrible to sit in something you can't stand. So I guess you'd hate velveteen too?

Those illusion things are fine, it's more... patterns that look as if they're touchable. Like for example, my number one hatred is savoy cabbage leaf texture... I can't even bring myself to google it because it just looks so horrid. I guess patterns that have deep reliefs/contours, I don't know, I haven't really tried to describe it before.
If you googleimage savoy cabbage, basically that kind of thing in any and all similar forms.
Like scrunched up tinfoil. Waaaaaaaaaah~
Reyy's picture

I'm so tempted to just spam

I'm so tempted to just spam the page with pictures of cabbage... but I won't. xD
I'm not exactly sure what velveteen is... Hm. Is it more.. silkier? I can handle that if it is, but velvet has a certain feel that isn't like others so...
Oh, I also hate messing up things that go a certain way. Like, my arm hair has to be perfect and it can't look messy.
...
Not that I have a lot of arm hair or anything. Sticking out tongue I'm tempted to erase what I just said.
Anywaaay...
Do you crinkle your papers when you throw them out...?
Or does that bother you, too?
Lu's picture

Dang. Third day in a row I've

Dang. Third day in a row I've missed Dag in-forest. ;;

Good to hear he's feeling better.
Get some water in you, Mr.!

Verycrazygirl's picture

The Harts head was lowered

The Harts head was lowered and his ears unusually flat against his head.
"Sir..."

Iaurdagnire's picture

Quote:Oh, I also hate messing

Quote:
Oh, I also hate messing up things that go a certain way. Like, my arm hair has to be perfect and it can't look messy.
...
Not that I have a lot of arm hair or anything. I'm tempted to erase what I just said.
Anywaaay...
Do you crinkle your papers when you throw them out...?
Or does that bother you, too?

You hairy beast! LOLkidding. So, you wouldn't take kindly to someone fuzzing your eyebrows in the opposite direction? It's so fun to do that to someone unsuspectingly.
A friend, obviously, not some stranger in the street.
BAHA *fuzz-up and flee*

I love nothing more than to scrunch up papers when throwing them out, I don't think I can throw them out any other way! Hm, I wonder why they're exempt from my texture rule... Maybe because I don't open them afterwards to see the texture.

Lu -> Luuuuuuu. Dag is long overdue a Benat sitting-session.
kroovacoontail's picture

Nice writing! *Tracks* :]

Nice writing! *Tracks* :]
~Kroova
Kiraki's picture

Textures are so interesting

Textures are so interesting ^^ I can't eat certain foods because of the texture even though I actually enjoy the taste :x

And it was nice to 'officially' meet Dag as well ^^
Lu's picture

I'll say! How long's it been,

I'll say! How long's it been, anyways? I couple weeks at best.
It might due Dag a bit of good, if you want to get all technical. What with Benat being full of fire and Dag being so beat up and feverish. He'd kind of be like a big, stoic hot water bottle!

Iaurdagnire's picture

... I could do with a

... I could do with a real-life Benat... *shoves Dag out the way* MY TURN *cuddles*
Kaoori's picture

Oh, Sir Dag.. it is so good

Oh, Sir Dag.. it is so good to see you feeling well again... and home.
OokamiAzura's picture

Ah, Sir Iaurdagnire, as the

Ah, Sir Iaurdagnire, as the plants call you...

Moving slowly, surely, creaking like old trees not quite ready to die. He stops a few feet from the large stag, bowing and lowering himself to the ground, as slowly and surely as he had walked.

There was nothing fast in his movements; slow and steady was what won the race for him. As long as danger kept itself from within reach, there was no need to run, to move swiftly like a fox sprung from its den.

As he opens his mouth again, his voice is low, deep, slightly slurred. He is much more awake than he had been at Spring's first coming, but his voice reveals a still tired spirit looking to perk up.

I am quite pleased to meet you. I've heard quite a few passersby mention your ordeal with Spring itself. Indeed, it is quite bizarre, the relationship we both share with the seasons. Spring is what brings me to rise and walk amoung you all again; and yet, for you, it is more of a murderous wolf attempting to grasp an existence that it surely shouldn't have. I wonder what would become of the seasons if they took a solid form...

His emerald eyes rest on the stag's wounds, deep, ready to scar. He shakes his head slowly, saddened by the results of an entity driven by greed.

I only hope that you will get better soon. I'm sure that everyone is hoping...seeing as how they flock to you when you're here, fussing this way and that. It is...adorable, if I do say so myself. Rest well, and cleanse yourself when you get the chance. A swift recovery would be nice, but do not strain yourself either. Not that I should be telling you such though...

A small flicker in his eyes passes, and within moments, a small flower sprouts near Iaurdagnire, gently touching his cracked hoof. A gesture of friendship, on behalf of the Plant Spirit. Another one grows near a sickly, sleeping Kaoori, gently touching the side of her face.

I do apologize for lecturing to you like a parent lecturing their child; I am simply hurt by the actions of Spring. I do not like to see others wounded for any reason. Nor do I like to see any sick either. That doe...I remember when she was attacked by another when trying to defend a fawn...I am glad that her wounds have healed, though it pains me to see her sick like this...

*Passes out* My brain is officially fried x_X
kroovacoontail's picture

8D Woooooooowwww that was

8D Woooooooowwww that was good! I like how you added me in at the end :3
~Kroova
Verycrazygirl's picture

MOULT FASTER, DAGMAN. Vir

MOULT FASTER, DAGMAN.
Vir wants fresh blue buttfluff to use as a pillow.
Grey is so boring. ):

Iaurdagnire's picture

vcg -> Your face is boring

vcg -> Your face is boring ):
XD

Azura -> That was a delight 8D I only wish I had muse to write. Or the ability to write. DSfsdjkfhsdjkf.
Verycrazygirl's picture

*Pwnt* W-well... ... Urmom.

*Pwnt*
W-well...
... Urmom. D<

Verycrazygirl's picture

wtf double post ftw.

wtf double post ftw.

Iaurdagnire's picture

Tsk tsk.

Tsk tsk.
OokamiAzura's picture

MY SKILLZ HAVE OVERWHELMED

MY SKILLZ HAVE OVERWHELMED YOU, MWAHAHAHA!!! 8D

In all seriousness though, it's okay (:

<3

(You write very well though. I love reading your stuff <3)
Lu's picture

PSTHEYYOU. Don't you go

PSTHEYYOU.
Don't you go worrying about scaring off the quiet company. We'll live, mmkay? <33

600th comment! Teehee~

600th comment! Teehee~