I can feel the time has passed and I've become a more mature deer, experienced in this world, aware of the magic that this world has and anxious to be able to manipulate it myself.
I've really enjoyed being a fawn. I've relearned to enjoy things that my old body had forgotten.
I will soon be able to roam between all who saw me grow and change into who I am now, and will continue to share all the secrets that lie ahead
It was my first day to download and frolic through the wide beautiful pastures of TEF ; twas a wonderful time. I met quiet a few along my way but one had caught my eye he/she was gentle and understanding to a newb as myself and I hope to find her/him again!
With a gentle, quiet breath he scanned the area. Black eyes peer between tall grasses, amber at the edge of his vision. The bright sun obscured yet more of his eyesight, transforming everything to his left into silhouettes. The coronas those black shapes had were too much to look into, so he merely listened that way. Listening did not mean much in the Birch Wood, where even the grasses tried to talk over one another, but he tried anyway.
The black and white bulk of the stag lay low to the ground, soaking in the morning rays. He refused to move from where he had bedded down for the night until the sun was far enough overhead that he could see the new creatures that swarmed this place. The herbivores were confusing. It was as if a great amount of them had come all at once. Where would the deer find food with all of them here? What were they even? Moss did not know. They just made him nervous. Maybe, one day in the far future he would be comfortable around them. Moss grunted at the thought. He was unable to see that happening yet.
Moss rested his chin on the packed grasses, leaning a bit to one side so as to allow his neck a break from the velveted antlers that rose from his head. A sigh blew pollen from the plants. The golden specks dazzled his eyes briefly, reminding him what this place was truly about. It settled his soul. Just as long as some deer remained, there would still be peace here.
A time later Moss rose, his snowcapped shoulders the first of him to appear above the grasses. Quietly and effortlessly he moved off in search of some way to start the day.
I have been having connection issues getting online on TEF this morning. I know that this is on my end because the internet connection here isn't great and I never have problems connecting to the forest anywhere else. I can still roam the forest and jump about but there are no other deer for Stalsaris to interact with, which is sad.
After lonely hopping about for a while Stalsaris seeked out the weeping statue for comfort.
Hopefully we can get connected properly again soon.
I returned to the forest today after a long time of wandering elsewhere only to find I had forgotten how to do even the most basic manuevers....a kind deer showed me the ropes for a while and then I had to unexpectedly leave without being able to show thanks. I can't even recall the pictogram, I only know that we swapped masks and antlers for a good while and had a number of laughs. So thank you, mystery deer. Wish I had remembered how to do screenshots before my sudden departure so I could post your kind visage.