Toya is "me" in forest, I wouldn't strictly call her "OOC" but she generally reflects my own personality, becoming an extension of my human life outside of the forest. Glean what you will.

March 21,2014:

I woke up witht the coat crown and countenance of a Kakapo a few days past. I am fond of the look, enjoying the forests gift, and I suppose its only appropriate, since of late I have been fairly sedentary and slow.

Iv become terribly ill. My chest rattles, my eyes weep, and my whole body aches and shivers so, I rarely get up to do much more than move to another comfortable place to rest. Yesterday though... sweet, tiny, teddy bear found me and curled up to rest and sleep beside me -=all day=-. We occasionally rearranged our limbs, or rolled from one side to another, but what a blessing it was to have such patient and comforting company.

Thank you.

March 13, 2014:

I do not know where he came from, but the little fawn was badly beaten when I found him... He called himself "stitches", the dear boy. I had thought to myself, I should care for this one, and hadn't even the time to finish the thought before a brazen stag insinuated himself upon us and began to threaten and bully our presence.

Now I know I am not a fighter, but goodness sakes! This child had clearly seen enough violence to sate him for a lifetime... I had to engage the beast. It was thrilling and frightening, but thank the gods, he only seemed interested in locking antlers and posturing. I do not know if I could have stood against much more... I felt quite tired after the bout, but mustered enough energy to play some magic tricks for the fawn and lend a brief smile to his mutilated countenance, who seemed desperately in need of such kindness I could only hope to give...

(Toya, Stitches, and teddy bear!)

March 4, 2014:

March 4, 2014:

I am beside myself! The forest has blessed the creatura with bizarre weather, and beautiful new coats, new crowns, and new countenances for us to revel in! I must admit, though I am fond of change, this novelty pleases me so that I may favor this new body for a while. I thank the gods. The forest is alive and teeming with joy and revelry.



(Also: Thankyou to Rakshana for playing cameradeer today! She captured Toya and many others in celebration.)

Febuary 25, 2014:

I had grown like a weed to unnatural proportions. I felt a foreign instinct driving me to motion, powerful hinds propelled me across the earth; my drum. My favorite thing I think, was nibbling the violets and trimming the ends off of the slender green grasses. They tasted different to me in that body, and my appetite was nigh insatiable.

Some of the creatura in this forest seemed fascinated with this growth, others were aggressive and even predatory... perhaps they did not recognize that I was under an enchantment. I was thrilled ( and sometimes filled with fright) at each new encounter with strangers and potential friends.



The fawns of course, gave chase. My heart was filled to the brim!



It is over now... a brief and borrowed life that I will not forget. Although, my pulse still races a bit, and I feel exhausted. Rabbit heart.

Febuary 25, 2014:

Oh my... I have been given the blessing of the wild rabbit. My legs feel strong, my heart beats like a frantic drum in my chest! I can hear the pulse of those around me, and the insects chittering in the grass. I believe I will live this life for a time, swift and alert, my eyes shining like tiny black beetles. <3

Febuary 20, 2014:

The snow has drifted through the veil, down into Forest, as if it is following me.

Febuary 20, 2014:

My heart sunk and with it I felt my body wilt, drawing in on itself. I felt childish and oh-so-close to crying. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the shrinking feeling was no illusion. I am a fawn again. Is this what happens in this forest? Your spirit cannot help but manifest itself in body? Perhaps here, there is no barrier between our hearts and our lives. To feel is to be. It could be a form of preservation. I found that in this form, all I could do was glean exactly what I needed to be well again. Play, rest, closeness to others. A truth has been buried, one we don't talk about because it is frightening:

-=To heal oneself is to reveal oneself.=-

At least here in the forest, it is much easier. Thank you friends.

Febuary 19, 2014:

This one, this arrow fletched in vibrant naked blue. I have donned the same rich colors recently, I wonder if he is always blue. Blue, what a glorious and dangerous color... it can trick the eye. This one is reserved. I can tell by the way he steps, the way he lingers at the edge of motion, but decides to sink again into obscurity. Of course, there is a flurry of excitement as he greets a few particular does, he has a pentient for starlings, perhaps it is reflective of his mood. He is drawn to the herd, but the great beast stands apart, his eye flicking carefully along the horizon. What is he looking for? I wonder if he wishes for rain? I have been following him, very carefully and from some distance. What else is there to do but observe the lives of others, both beautiful and bitter?

Febuary 18, 2014:

I have returned to the forest... my spirit has sunk back through the ice and snow into this quiet paradise. Here where we grow old together, and tear across miles, going nowhere. I missed you my friends, my strangers.