SPACE CADET TRAITOR. Hung around with The Red and met Amary, and then Anja, aaand then Saosin. Then Tavitar arrived; spaced out for a whole fight (gj me hiding windows) and realised that everyone had split. Ruh oh. Went back to The Red until she realised he'd been beaten and promptly skiddled over to the other side. Not embarrassing at all.
Monarch pelt - Long/Antelope antlers - Real deer mask
Name Sorrel; not her real name, but at this point she's probably forgotten it. Ginger.
Starting to grow, and grow up, from her time outside of the forest.
Has lost the hyperactive frenzy she used to feel; now feels more calm mentally, but still projects misery at times. Still tends to be swept up into events easily. An intense being, full of feeling but also unable to manage it. Can become bottled up, which eventually creates a lack of control. Aware of it all; feels she is a harmful person. Able to keep calm more easily nowadays.
Craves excitement and drive, but might not seem excited. Carries a melancholic feeling with her.
Regularly lost in thought, sometimes babbles what might sound like nonsense. Comes across as daft sometimes.
Often blind to stereotypes; doesn't see social circles very clearly. Able to walk up to predators with confidence. Utterly human-like in a sense; doesn't act like a feral animal in most aspects, this included. This leaves her vulnerable more often than not
Edgy around fawns; usually adores them, but wary of her own behaviour around them. Afraid of hurting one.
Suffers from insomnia regularly; helps to sleep around others, but otherwise too anxious.
Somewhat religious; twisted. Cautious anger and fear but belief concerning some generalised idea of a deity watching the forest. Blames them for many problems in life.
To be rewritten; the Ginger keeps her past to herself besides the knowledge(told only to some) of her son, and his death. This was caused by -, not entirely accidentally, but also due to Sorrel's naivety. She believed from what she saw that the forest was entirely safe, for herself and her fawn, suspecting at the time that she'd died and was in some kind of afterlife with her dead son. Was instead treated to the sight of his body beneath the bridge after letting him roam around without her whenever he wanted. Things became more confusing to the doe upon discovering the idea of the Twin Gods, for what gods (of what heaven) would let such terrible creatures into their haven?
Promptly lost the plot with her life as things made less and less sense. No longer believed she was dead, but came to be haunted by her son later on. Believes herself to be the true cause of his death (and is partially right) but will probably never tell anyone this; it's easier to garner sympathy that way.
Eventually came to embrace her worries, meeting those who were the ones she initially feared, becoming able to ignore the less pleasant sides to others. Fawn-killers and aggressive males and dainty sisters and all of them, some like an echo of her past, phased the mother less and less until Sorrel was no longer much of a mother anymore, without her son as a hold on her homeland and steady head.
Grew accustomed to the forest over the years, but has never been entirely comfortable in it. Revelled in the opportunity to escape from it when she met Sonne. The wilderness beckoned to her, but it was no longer the same, having grown somewhat complacent. Slowly, her natural state became more realised, losing her antlers before her markings faded slightly. They travelled and discovered a lot, and over time it felt better and better. The past- and it's misery- left her, at least somewhat. But eventually it would be time to return again.
Possibly has a human form (or AU); I haven't really explored this but have some ideas (and her appearance) in mind. This would tie into her out-of-forest adventures.
The forest has not seen her grow physically, having arrived as a fully grown and matured doe. She has developed somewhat, with new features and colors and markings and all of that which wouldn't be found in her homeland. A rather plain doe arrived one day with a plain fawn, and would later leave the forest as a doe with a glowing fringe on her neck, tall ringed antlers, with a forehead decorated with a charm to keep the past well, well away. Appears to be closely related to an impala. A thin slice of a scar sits above her left eyebrow from fighting Velocity's creatures.
A neat stature that fits between the size of a mini and an average deer.
Often feels clumsy and large when around minis, but really has a nice frame; light fluff in areas, growing around her neck where her mane is. Thinner legs than usual, filled-out body while still remaining in an area between average and thin. Pale, lavender eyes give a ghostly appearance to her face at times. Neat and feminine.
Has a new ward was given to her from Verve in order to end her troubles with Yew. It works, and can also protect her from harm at times, but also has side effects; any characters that are dead, undead, ghostly or partially so will be hard to see, varying from a blurry image to near invisibility. Speech will be garbled. Having had it for years now, the ward is now acting as a personal security blanket- would probably be very nervous without it on her person.
Ward from Verve; protects from the dead/undead. Side effects include being unable or having trouble to see dead or ghostly characters with garbled speech. Acts as a security blanket- very rarely not on her person. Tied around her antlers, hangs on her forehead.
Sometimes collects bones; also has one of her old snapped off horns (regrew obv.)
Tumblr here. Paganism, punk subculture, cultivation, apiaries, Aqua, Cocteau Twins,
September 2015 - Briefly met two new strangers- Shardul, Nikhil and later, Åsleif !
August 2015 - Made her way back to the forest just by September
November 2014 - Parted ways after a long time spent travelling with the stag; went to wander on her own
August 2013 - Left the forest to find Sonne
18th of August - Sitting out in the rain, enjoying the forest for what might be the last time in a while.
1st of August - Went out of her way to hunt down a rabbit as a sort of apology to Ramsus; had major difficulties in first, finding one, and then actually killing the damn thing. After many hours and pouncing attempts, accidentally gored one through the head with a stray antler, surprising herself with this act. Plans to go talk to him, and will seek Phaios out tomorrow.
22nd of July onwards- Kind of in hiding for now. Waiting for Verve's ornaments, hunting for things to give her, going through an antisocial pattern. Feels bad for ignoring and avoiding her friends but feels selfish for planning on leaving the forest without them, even if she is coming back. Wishes they were coming but doesn't want to tell anyone. Slowly lowering her guard and might accidentally get caught.
21st of July - Feeling very bored and lonely after Sonne left the morning after meeting him. Bored! Not seeking out friends but feels she should do so. Went to the ruins to talk to Yew, then suddenly had an idea.
- Meets Sonne, who tells her about his time outside of the forest. Spends the day messing around about the old oak, the pond, and then climbing the idols before sleeping.
- Lotsa stuff happened. Came out badly wounded when she joined in fighting off the creatures sent after Dag's picto
- Meets lots more people; becomes good buddies with Phaios and Ramsus
- Had a breakdown during November over Yew; helped along by Talla, who helped her pick a grave dedicated to him
- Met many, many deer. Became good friends with a few like Herla, Eraline and Darcy
- Joined the rut again next year; made many aquaintences, and mainly took to Tieff and Gustiro's herds
- Joined the rut
- Met Friend, Virgil and Talla