Snow's updates and info.
October 16, 2010 - 1:48am — Snowsauria
Updates september 27th, 2022;
Fixing a lot of stuff around on bios while I try to get back into things <3
Tried to get back into TEF last year as well, but then my dog's health declined and in the beginning of december last year she had to be put down, my best friend for close to 15 years.
This took such a heavy toll on me and I think was a major reason for why I was unable to get back into TEF. But yeah, new attempt! So if you ever spot any of my characters in the forest, pls don't be afraid to say hello to them or poke me on discord or something <3
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Christina; Snow;
Born august 23, 1989.
Likes the night.
Likes to be alone.
Loathe animal cruelty.
I love the Disney Classics.
I am a highly sensitive person.
I have a dog named Chrystal. Rest in peace, love ♥
My favorite colors are red and golden hues.
Favorite TV- shows are Supernatural, Vikings Game of Thrones/ House of the Dragon.
I don't like arguments, and tend to keep my opinions to myself.
My favorite bands are Nightwish, Wardruna and Danheim.
Huge fan of tattoos, has many plans of new ones sometimes in the future.
'Snowdurr'; Usually goes by Snow
Wears anything.
Size #2
Freckled face.
Usually very lazy.
Respectful of personal space.
Cuddly - but only when warmed up to someone.
Will be more than happy to help others gain spells they need.
Generally a bit shy and reserved, though has her bold moments.
Friendly and accommodating, likes to romp or rest around with others.
Me, in a sense, though still have some traits I lack - though wish I had.
Not only one, but two beauty spots just above the right corner of her mouth.
Can interact with IC characters, though aggressive actions will not be taken personally.
Sometimes have a slight feeling of responsibility for those around her, especially fawns.
Aggressive actions should be taken as play, would never behave aggressive towards anyone.
Illrose
Svanrand
Kaura
Averell
Nimh
Lifa
Skellr
Apocalypse
Lunar Eclipse
Maeve ✝
E-mail;
Discord; Valkyrie#7470
DeviantArt; snow-89
Instagram; valkyriexchristina
My characters is always IC. Their actions are theirs alone and does not reflect my opinions as a player. I do however take responsibility for their actions, so please contact me on e-mail or skype if the actions of my character somehow bothered or upset you. If there is something about my character's behavior you don't understand, reading their condition, thoughts, mood and recent happenings can give you a heads up about what's going on, or you could just ask me. n_n
Roleplays are highly welcomed either here on TEFc or on discord <3
Background image © Snow.
He slowly nodded... and
"Seems to me... you were in some fight again...?"
He was aware how bad the doe's condition was... but he didn't exactly felt pity for her. It was merely couriousity...
"Yes, I was." Illrose craned
"I tried to separate two fighting stags, one of them a dear friend, and the other one an adopted son of sorts." She stopped for a moment, shaking her head slowly.
"Not a good idea, but I wouldn't just stand there and let them hurt each other either...then it all kinda escalated the last days." The last three days hadn't been anything else then fighting, it seemed, always with Gustiro involved. The red stag seemed to have completely lost it this time, and Illrose was unsure if they would ever be friends again, or if she even could trust him enough to call him a friend. She lowered her head, resting it on the stone floor, but her ears were pointing at The Collector, showing the stag he still had her attention.
"I see... always
"I see... always protecting... " he stayed silent for a while.
A faint cloud of shadows reaching towards her skull mask, seeing if it got hurt in those battles.
No damages worth to mention...
The Collector sighed, slowly doubting his decision...
... the shadows weaving up into his crown. Only one mask was tangled up there today, it was heavy enough though, so he wouldn't be able to carry much more anyways.
Two of his tines piercing through the eyeholes of a massive skull. Despite its heavy build, it still had an elegant, slim and somehow agressive look.
This was the one mask. It would be hers.... yes...
... but... now seeing this... he started to doubt again.
"Always doing the right thing I guess." he mumbled, a little apsent minded.
Illrose nodded. It seemed
"I feel it is the right thing to do, but sometimes I still doubt it really is. I think I'm too protective of those I care about."
The skeleton made a noise
"You... propably will be surprised to hear that I can relate to this feeling... this need to protect..." After all he felt responsible for every single mask he could save , for every single one he brought to mother grey, this secret place on the edge of the forest, well hidden from all the worthless.
And he felt responsible for that one mask up in his tines.
He lowered his head slightly... yes... he was doubting his decision...
... but he made it.
He won't retreat from it. He never did...
... he always stuck to the decisions he made.
Even those that led him into troubles.
The shadows rose up to his antlers once more, lifting the mask from the tines it hung on, and gently placed it between them on the grey stone of the ruin's floor... resting on the mask as if he couldn't let go of it yet
"You can?" She looked up at
"It's actually reassuring to hear I'm not the only one feeling this way." Her eyes followed the shadows when they rose up to his antlers, to the mask. Illrose then lifted her head slowly, barely breathing as the shadows lifted the mask from the stag's antlers, placing it on the floor. Did this mean he would actually give her a mask? She looked down at it, lowering her head some.
"It is a beautiful mask." She simply stated, noticing the shadows were still holding on to it.
"Yes it is." He replied,
Again he was silent for a few moments.
Then finally the shadows relased the mask with a sigh.
"... and it is yours."
While the shadows retreated from it he remembered where he found it...
It was many years ago... the former owner was a proud stag... a fighter like her.
But old.
He actually didn't mind he took the skull away from him. That warrior knew it was time to let go.
He nodded.
"Time to let go." He mumbled.
The more she looked at the
"Thank you." She then whispered, then nodding when the stag seemed to be ready to leave.
"I promise I'll take good care of it...and if there is something I can do for you in return, just tell me." Sadly, she had no mask to give him in trade for the skull, but she did owe him something in return now.
He nodded again. It was not
It was not often that one thanked him for something.... so... he felt a little bit embarrassed.
Of course, skinless bones couldn't show any emotion... sometimes he was greatful for this.
He stood up, bowed slightly.
She really remembered him of that old warrior.
"Maybe... one day you won't need it anymore... and it will return to me." He turned around, slowly climbing down the ruin.
He turned back once more "Take care... not only... of that mask..."
... then he started to leave.
When The Collector stood up,
"Yes, of course." If she one day decided to give the mask away, The Collector would be the one to get it. Or, of course, if she should suddenly pass away. Not unlikely if she continued to fight like she had done the last days.
"I will, thank you. You take care as well." She waited until the stag began to walk away before she sat down again, her legs unable to keep her up much longer. She gently removed Cadaver's mask, before she bent down and put on the new mask. It fit perfectly, it's weight in perfect balance with her heavy antlers. Yes, this was a good protection to her face. It was indeed perfect. She pulled Cadaver's mask closer, had to keep it safe until she was healthy enough to give it back to him.
Who is the deer with the
Nanetta, a doe that fought
The one with grey pelt is Morikirah, and the one with secretary bird pelt is Akira. ^^
ahh alright, thanks :'D
Np. ^^
Are those thoughts something
Well, since it's supposed to
Ah, well if they're thoughts,
(In a nutshell, he's not bothered since he sleeps so much at any time of the day.
x'D Lol, good. :')
Lol, good. :')
"Teh... you are so much into
"No! I wasn't thinking about
A grin crept on his face
A grin crept on his face "Yes... yes... you just wanted me to sit there... wanted me to sit there..." he replied calmly...
He shook his head rapidly again, like he always did when a situation started to stress him... when a nother trigger was touched...
"You... you shouldn't do that... that again, no, no.. hehe... " he nodded while his grin calmed down to a crooked smile.
"I won't do it again, I'm
"I won't do it again." She whispered again, this time staring into the distance, before she turned around and walked away, head low, as if the antlers finally became to heavy to wear. She slumped down next to a tree not too far away from Jack and his little mute companion.
He smirked over when the doe
"You look like a creeper over there, you know that, yes...?" the tune in his voice sounded content... somehow this was his way of telling her that he wasn't angry about that little incident anymore...
A quick calming down...
... most likely because Juliet was around...
(anyone else killed by the cuteness right now...? or just me...? |D )
She tilted her head slightly
"I know. That why I sit here." She replied, now her voice the same as usual as well.
No, it wasn't just you. :')
"Teh... you scare the kids
He lowered his eyes, still smiling...
... he didn't want her to see the look in his eyes... another opening in his defence.
Teh... whenever that little sweetheart was around... his defence broke... too bad... too bad
(good... good... xD )
"Pfft, no I don't! Haven't
"If anyone here scare them away, it's you." She stood up, dared to get closer to Jack and Juliet before she sat down again.
THe smile on his lips became
THe smile on his lips became oddly forced... he looked up again, at some point at the horizon.
The white stag swallowed... "Ja..." he simply replied... somehow absent minded.
Stay away memories... stay away...
He shook his head again, then he suddenly turned his head, a big grin on his face. "Heh! Should hide it behind some pretty, pretty skull.... my face... yes..?" He snickered
Illrose tilted her head
"Something wrong? I mean, beside my stupidity?" She asked with a grimace, seconds before Jack turned toward her. She then chuckled slightly, shaking her head.
"Don't think that's necessary, the kids don't get that scared."
He shook his head once more,
"Nothing wrong, yes... everything fine, hehe..."
He sighed. "Teh... would be too heavy anyways... hehe... besides... where should I get one now hm... killing... killing some deer and using their, eh?" he smirked over to her.
Of course he knew about velocity and the special time around halloween... but still... this was also a possible way to get such a skull... right?
"Good." She nodded.
"Heh, killing someone seem a bit too much, don't you think? You could ask The Collector, like I did." Illrose gestured to her new mask rather proudly.
"Or wait for Velocity." Illrose already looked forward to the giant stag came back to the forest. Not only because of him, but because if the atmosphere he brought with him.
"Collector..." he repeated
"... that freaky creature..."
Of course, he had heard of him... sometimes he could watch him at the ruins stealing masks.... but he never talked to him ... or had any other form of contact...
"Never... never thought that corpse could actually talk... or something, yes..?"
He talked to him once, yes... or better tried to.... but that skullheaded bastard ignored him constntly... like he wasn't even there.
...for that... he actually wanted to steal one of that skeletton's bones when it rested somewhere.... but... Jergens somehow... distracted him at that time.
He started to giggle while thinking of this plan... this little prank...
... maybe... some day...
"He is not freaky, he is
what a nice little gathering
Thank you for letting me keep
Janet; Yes it is, I didn't
Yes it is, I didn't recognize Xentrie right away because of his new picto, lol. <3
3linmaya;
I didn't mind at all, it was nice. ^^
lol its all good.♥
Just have to say that I never
It's okay.
"... still want to sit there
"A part of me do want to."
"But mostly I want to rip that bastard to pieces." She added with a growl, ears pinned to her neck. Yes, she wanted Gustiro to feel the pain she felt right now. Not physical pain, but psychic. She then sighed, shaking her head. Somewhat the fight with Jack had helped her feeling a bit better.
The corners of his mouth
"Hehehe... and I just thought my respect for you fadet completely... my dear lady."
He snickered gently.
"So so.... you want to shred him to peaces, yes.... hm..why... why not doing so, yes...?" there was still this smile on his lips.... and a strange shine in his eyes. The same shine that always lies in his eyes when he sees the opportunity for another 'game'...
An emotionless chuckle
"I'm glad it didn't then. I need you, Jack. Especially now." Her voice was still emotionless, and her eyes seemed empty. She then tilted her head.
"Why I don't do it? I don't know. I was hoping Gustiro and I could become friends again, but it doesn't seem like it will ever happen. That is probably for the best anyway, he only brings trouble." Illrose stared out in the distance for a while, easily locating the red stag's position. It was tempting to let him feel the pain, but...she still cared about him.
"Teh .... friends..." he spat
No need to add anything else.... no... not now... concentrate soldier, stay calm.... maybe...
...maybe he would be able to...
He shook his head, let out a short laughter.
"Do you really think that dullhead ever thought of you as... as a friend, yes...?" The white grinned at her, still something lurking in his eyes...
"... don't you think he merely sees you as some... some kind of pet...yes?"
She should have listened to
"I - I don't know." She stuttered for a moment. There was times she had believed Gustiro really cared about her, when they were all alone, and he showed her more affection than she could ever dream of. Then his claimed deer came around and she had to fight for his attention. Was she a friend, or was she merely a claimed doe, a 'pet'? She snorted heavily, like a bull ready to enter the arena.
"I am no one's pet!" She tossed her antlers, her eyes sparkling like the thunderbolts sometimes erupting from De Drinkplaats.
"If that is what he think I am, then he will regret the day he met me."
The white's eyes narrowed for
The white's eyes narrowed for a second, while the corners of his mout twitched up a little more.
Yes... yes... maybe... maybe he could...?
"Hmm... well... well have to admit, I.... I am really not an expert for... friendships yes... " his voice sounded thoughtfull... like he would really care about this situation...
..well... he did... in ecertain way....
"...but.... I had.... had watched Jergens.... yes.. that... that bastard.. heh... and... and his friends ...yes..? They... they where different... you... you know what I mean, yes...?" he looked up to her... a faint grin on his lips. "And then this... commaning around of that dullhead...." He snorted as well, his voice now angered "like... like I was his little doggie dog... yes..? God... how.... how i hate that..."
He shook his head, his earrings made slight clinking noises.
(sorry... slow xDD)
Silently, she listened to
"So what you say is when you watched Jergens and his friends, you saw true friendship? And what Gustiro and I have is nothing like that. It's all about commanding around, fighting for attention, fighting because of jealousy...I'm tired of it. Tired of it all!" She snapped the jaws of her skull together for a moment, the blood boiling in her veins, boiling of anger.
"I think...I think I'll let him pay for what he has done to me. I'm not a puppy he can play around the way he wants to." Her eyes turned again in the direction she could sense Gustiro. She could set out for revenge right away. The recent fights had weakened her a bit, true enough, but not too much for her to handle yet another fight. And this one - she could feel it would be bloody.
He licked his
"Well... at.... at least this is how I imagine 'friendship'...yes. Heh, come my lady, you saw it yourself, didn't you...? you... you have watched that bastard as well... yes...?"
He lowered his head a bit...
"And.... and I know you... have plenty of friends...yes....? You... you can judge by them, can you...? hmm.. maybe you can help me with that then.... this... friendship thing... are... are they all like... like that dullhead ...?" he lifted an eyebrow, looked a bit puzzled...
... like he was really thinking about the meaning of friendship now....
He smirked, licked his lips once more.... he could almost feel the anger of that doe. Wonderful...
"Making him pay? Heh... yeha I.... I would propably do the same... yeha... if... if one would threat me like a filthy little puppy.... heh! God I would make him pay...!" He started to laugh, as if he just heard a joke... "... well, at leas this is my... human opinion.... No... no idea how a proud and mighty dragon thinks...yes? hehe..." he grinned at her.
Illrose nodded slowly. "Yes,
"Yes, I have seen him, with his friends." She slowly replied. What he said next made her think of the other friends she had - did any of them act like Gustiro did? No. Illrose shook her head.
"No one are like Gustiro. Kheiron, Joro, Bei...you - even though I know you don't believe in this crap - you all are there for me. But he, he treats me like a possession of his. That is not friendship." The more she thought about it, the clearer it became to her. How could she have been so blind? She then smiled, an almost dangerous smile curling her lips.
"Oh, I think we dragons have the same opinion as humans, at least when it comes to this. Yes, he'll pay." Illrose didn't hesitate anymore, she turned her body around, starting to move in the direction she knew Gustiro would be.
He smirked. No further words
No further words needed. Words... so powerful at times...
He followed her slowly... just to see what would happen next...
... if this little 'game' would be a success or not.
"I am sick of all this