page 2 | it's probably not obvious from his usual attitude, but the nameless one is actually rather tolerant of fawns. If he really gets tired of their attentions he will either walk off or go into a tree until they leave, but since they tend to be so unpredictable he generally finds them amusing. His face tends to be much softer and more deer-like when he's being lazy or contented.

He's getting hungry lately and went hunting in the somewhat-twilight hours... sadly after being asleep for so long he's a little slow and out of practice. So the results? A pair of culinary masterpieces.... really... Toad soup anyone?

.....also another scribblet of EmmaJoycen's charming stag Adonis - NOT gender bent this time.
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page 1 | < ^.^ > - scribbles of the two deer (does???) the nameless one has spent a little time around in the forest so far. He thinks they smell.... delicious. >:D He would also like to that the skeleton-pelted deer (2nd sketch - on the right) for sharing his warmth on that cold snowy day. I doubt I got the pictograms quite right, but hopefully you'll know your lovely selves. <3