Depth
Quiet - Caring - Considerate - Over-thinking - Insecure - Reserved - Devoted - Listener - Intelligent - Protective - Observant - Quick To Snap - Calm - Independent
Extremely complex on the inside. Everything seems to be based off past experiences that have affected her until the present. Will fall back on childish behaviors during certain times that recall childish memories, like old friends. Remains poised and held together almost all of the time. Better to not show that you are hurting, even if you are in the deepest of pains. Experiences deep passion for those she loves, and deep hatred for those she does not like. Two extremes. Finds herself an imperfect being, so is constantly trying to learn how to better herself to benefit those around her. Learns from other's experiences as well.
Appearance
A short statured doe. Is not particularly muscular or strong, but has a strong mind. Covered in chocolate brown fur and patches of golden fur splash across her flanks and neck. Fur is short and thick. Not particularly warm for winter, but is good when it is raining; rain just falls right off. Has bright, orchid colored eyes. Has incredible eyesight. Feathers sprout from the back of her head and are a deep midnight blue, flecked variously with a golden color. Feathers vary in length.
Etcetera
Run, whirl wind run. Further and further way into the sun. In twenty minutes, everyone will remember you when you're gone. And your heart is a stone, buried underneath your pretty clothes. Don't you know people write songs about girls like you? What will you do when something stops you, what will you say to the world? What will you be when it all comes crashing down on you little girl? What would you do if you lost your beauty, how would you deal with the light? How would you feel if nobody chased you, what if it happened tonight? How would you cope if the world decided to make you suffer for all that you were? How could you dance if no one was watching and you couldn't even get off the floor? What would you do if you couldn't even feel, not even pitiful pain? How would you deal with the empty existence, eating away at the days. Don't you know people write songs about girls like you? Girls like you. About girls like you. Don't you know people write songs about girls like you? Girls like you. About like you.
Credits
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Art © Silverfang. Character © Keyblade.
Half way done!
Mmm,Tracking
Thank! c:
Hello. I am glad to see you
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Ok..
Hey.
Thank you.
Hello! ^^ It was nice for
Moss is a friend to everyone.
Thank you very much! It's
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Of course! ^^
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Except I forgot which one is
I got it. So do you XD
tracking
Thanks! c:
Oh just figured out who this
Thank you! c: And Faye just
Myszka ducked his head and
"Erm.." he muttered, then cleared his throat. "Nice weather, here."
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hm, I apologize for lack of muse c: trying to get some projects done.
And I apologize but I have to
Track
Tracking!~
Faye raised her head to look
Hello ....Faye ! Glad to know
Faye had a nice time sitting
Glad yo could appreciate our
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Oh ...thankies And i find
And i find your Bio very Beautiful !
Thank you. I'm not one that
Oh, hello! This must be Faye
Thank you! I love your set as
Tracking ^^
Thank you kindly~ c:
Hello there! I'd love to see
Tracking btw XD nice bio!
What a pretty girl, Alice
Thank you both for the track~
A large steer studied the
Intrested,the stag moved closer to the stranger,a deep,raspy voice emanated through his skulled face.
"Howdy Miss."
Faye sat staring off into the
"Oh, I apologize. You frightened me there for a second."
Her voice was quiet, though sweet and soft. As she analyzed the bull, she finally relaxed, deeming him not a threat as of now.
"I am Faye. And you are?"
His shoulders shook slightly
"Heh,well I admit,i'm don't have the prettiest face in this forest.But no worries pretty Miss.I would'nt bulldoze you in a million years."
The steer moved closer to her,moving in circles around the blue feathered doe.Sniffing her curiously as he did so.At closer examination,he could see that her feathers were also dotted in the same shade of gold as her pelt.
"Faye? Suits you well.Call me Donnovan,or Don,if you're tongue is to tired." He teased.
"Well then I appreciate that
Her feathers ruffled as he circled her. The doe circled around to, following him with her orchid eyes. When he finally ceased, she sat down feeling slightly dizzy.
"Well then, Donnovan, would you care to sit and chat for a while? It is getting quite chilly out, with the coming rain. And I do appreciate company, always."
The steer grew slightly
"Don't mind if I do,Mi'lady."
Donnovan manuvered to Faye's left,plopping down a little ways next to her,his body shifted so that he faced her slightly.
"Really now? Well,considering my face is all bone now?" He asked,genuinely curious.
She turned her head to the
"Everyone is beautiful, in there own unique way. Why would having a bone face change anything? Maybe others are jealous of your looks."
Faye had certain things she believed in and was taught to love all, which she did. She found the stag quite charming to be with.
(Is your deer on now by the
"Hmm..I guess I can respect that.Hah,jelous,scared.Does'nt matter.They can think what they like.But it would be nicer if my face did'nt scare away to often."
Donnovan shook his head,as if silently defying the very fact.
"Enough about me,I'm far more intrested in you.I heard you mentioned rain earlier,you like the rain showers?" He replied.
(I can put her in right now
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"You don't scare me..."
She became quiet for a moment, contemplating her response. Her feathers ruffled as a breeze drew by and she pushed herself more into a ball as a shiver ran down her spine.
"I actually prefer it be sunny and warm. My fur doesn't help against the wind and rain in the least."
(Ah,I see you.
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"...I'm glad." he whispered,quirking an ear at the does comment.Though it was physically impossible for him to smile,or make any facial movements at all,a smile could be seen in the stags gleaming,yellow eyes.He liked her already.
"Same with me.Though I don't mind the occasional shower once in awhile,Refreshes the land...Hm,would you mind if I lead you to shelter? Or you could just cuddle up next to me to keep warm."
He snickered wickedly in a teasing manner,gauging Faye's reaction."
"I don't mind it every once
She smiled softly, her face lightening up as she leapt up onto her feet and walked up to him. In a quick gesture she tagged his neck with her nose and whispered some thing softly.
"Your it, Don."
The doe laughed and pranced across the meadow, leaping up the hill on the other side, her tail high and feathers moving in the wind.
"Catch me if you can!"
"Well,i would be happy to
"Want to play a game,do you? Then i'm willing to play." He chortled,kicking up his legs as he went after Faye.The stag jumped over a log and swerved around trees as he was beginning to catch up to faye,suddenly appearing by her side and prodding her with his more bony nose before sprinting off into the direction of the birch.
As she raced through the
"I almost had you right where I wanted you."
Another huff escaped her mouth as she slowly got to her feet, immediately lifting her front right hoof off the ground after a wince. She probably had bruised the muscle from the fall.
A throaty laugh escaped him
With a growl,he pulled his face out and glared at the doe,though his gaze softened when she spoke,wincing.
"Well,you got me all right,is that your special move on winning races?" He scoffed in a teasing manner,walking up to Faye and nudging gently to help.
"Hmm,we better rest right here,your leg seems banged up." he urged.