The Fortress; Iaurdagnire

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  • PLAYER / CONTACT 08.03.20

    Jay's passing is still sore, I find myself thinking about him if I'm driving in the rain. He has brought to light that I've not really been living for a while; my hobbies were consumed by work, so I'm making an effort to get those back or at least find new ones.

    One of which is enjoying a certain fantasy deer characters again, at least low key now that I've brought my old pc back from the dead. Maybe Dag will see you in forest sometime?

    He'll be 11 years old on the 21st March (:


    Characters

    Uuo (OOC) False God (special use)
    Kusakage (inactive) Kyte (inactive)
    Sulfur (event demons)

    Contact Info

    Discord: Find me as 'Dag' in The Endless Forest Server, feel free to add me!





"His presence seemed to be the Forest itself, loving and wise and without grudges or harbored shadows." - silentlikethat

        
{ I a u r d a g n i r e THE FORTRESS

Respected - Wise - Humble - Good-humoured - Articulate - Righteous - Authoritative - Dutiful - Fearless - Fatherly
Timeworn - Intelligent - Diplomatic - Limitless - Reliable - Altruistic - Resolute - Gentle - Charismatic - Genuine


"He walks with a gawky elegance, breaking the top of the hill. His hill. Though he hardly guards it with the malice of a dog.
Instead, this is where they gather. To play, to sit...to know that not everyone will belittle them." - Mjrn


Today
     A sight-seeing tour of the forest with his lady love as if everything was brand new.

Calm.
Alive.

Yesterday
    






    Identity }
    Dag's full name is pronounced 'I-or-dag-nyre', and was given the title 'The Fortress' in recognition of the guardianship he gives to and inspires in others. He is a symbol of unyielding strength of will and exhibits an impenetrable, one-pointed focus to rise above any situation. The emblem of victory - the Peregrine Falcon - still remains with him from his first and very old title of 'Wings of Peregrine'.
21st March 2009 | Pictogram
Stomping Grounds | Fireside | Valley View | Dandelion Hill | Sanctuary

    The Fortress }
    Voice - Deep bass; an equal balance of gentility and authoritative power associated with a voice of moral substance and leadership. Feral vocalizations are rare from him, though he is known to produce brontidal rumbles and has an extraordinarily low, growling bellow.
    Scent - His scent is very gustatory - likened to the smoulder of a warm, damp bonfire in the middle of open fields; burnt soil of old forests long gone.
    Build - Based on an old-world ice giant Eucladoceros species; the first species of deer genus to have highly evolved antlers yet is a primitive mass of strong bone and muscle. His body type is a visually solid domination with a dense muscular structure most noticeable around his barrel-chest and shoulders, reinforcing the relatively short, strong neck that bares the weight of a heavy square skull - resembling more bull than deer - and its gargantuan artillery; both of which being the most prominent indication of his skeletal bulk. Being top-heavy, his posture is almost restricted to one position when still. A long body means legs are stationed far apart to accommodate and spread the weight, and his head is always held high in balance giving him a kingly air, which is also reflected in his fluid and powerful gait. At full speed, there is very little that can stop his bulldozer momentum.
    Antlers - Fortress by design. Supernumerary, elongated branched-antlers where the beam has grown outward behind him, tines growing upward; his outer primary tines are the largest and grow into long forward-facing pincers. There are 12 tines per pedical and are split into four sets, all of which together are specifically designed to interlock with any antler type. Central clusters suited to single beam pronged deer, outer and brow tines designed for the larger supernumerary or palmated antlers such as Irish Elk. They are incredibly thick, astonishingly heavy, and an impenetrable defense that cannot be breached.
    Visual - His coat is made up of dense, varying shades of grey that give him an overall arsenic colouration, but his mane and face are the most striking; dirty white for the most part with a carnelian-red pattern draped around the contours of his beady-eyed, frill-cheeked face. The white of his mane continues only half-way under his stomach, and ends in a point with a very thin separating line of charcoal.
There is also an enormous patch-scar that tears through the left side of his neck which is coupled with the nick in his ear on the same side. This was given to him by the Spring Wolf in 2010*.
    Conqueror - Being the placid giant he is, Dag never lowers his antlers without reason; rarely has his combat been seen within the peaceful confines of the forest. However, heed the warning of his scar. Events leading up to his present existence shed further light on this war-hardened battler. There is something prehistoric and almost predatory about his combat - the misfortune of colliding with such a monolith is simply an all-sensory deluge.

    Antediluvian }
     Iaurdagnire's story has become that of Endless Forest legend, starting in 2009 and ending in 2013. His story involves the Forest, the Gods, and the spiritual embodiment of the Seasons whom he served with perpetual lives as a God-given duty. Dag wanted to escape, and continually fought for a life and death that was his to dictate; to cease to be a higher power's fuel for intellectual evolution. But in learning about his place in the world and a way to put an end to his duties, he became even more lost. Ultimately, Dag's story is an exploration of purpose and morality in all forms, and almost entirely community driven. The community has been involved in each section in some way, and these are referred to as "Season Events" by those who have participated; the events were designed for everyone to enjoy, regardless of the story.
Winter '09
Crackéd Smile
"I am here as a friend."
Autumn '09
I: Collapse the Light
II: Numb the Infection
III: I'd choose right now
Spring '10
I: Brontide
II: Thunderclap*
III: Colossus
IV: Oblivion
Summer '10
I: Fissure
II: Ignite
III: Mountain Masquerade
Autumn '10
I: Duty
II: Ender
III: Nothing Gold can Stay
Winter '11
I: Splinter
II: Restrain
Spring '11
I: Hesitance
II: Acrid Lullaby
III: Amalgamate | †
IV: Play the Hand
you are Dealt | †

Catalyst '11
Incubus | Reprise
I: Jack to the King
II: Overthrow
III: Start Your Descent
War Drum '12
I: Long Live the King
II: Dandelion Hill
III: Warrior Hysteria
IV: Wasteland Soldier
V: Your Supremacy
Elysium '13
The Fortress and The Raven | Epilogue
 
 
 

Background art by J!n

    Core }
    Ravenflight - The Queen His love and greatest treasure; indescribably bound to her like no other. Their history had long ran parallel, and although their paths crossed only rarely in bygone years, they were connected by a deep empathy for their respective trials and desire for freedom. Behind closed doors they each played a part in helping each other fulfill a purpose in order to escape, and then found themselves lost without it. When Dag returned to the forest, Ravenflight tried to help him re-adjust through her understanding of what it is like to feel truly detached from the world around you. As they spent more time together, Dag increasingly began to dote on her and fell very deeply in love. Captivated by her in every way. Ravenflight has given him a new purpose, and Dag is utterly devoted to her continued happiness. Adores and is enchanted by everything she is.
    Cry - The Ace Guardian; a source of security; life indebted to. Dag has known Cry for a long time, and upon his return was healed by him (see 'War Drum' Act V). Displays an affectionate "big brother" attitude towards the small white stag when around him.
    Ephiré - The Jack An unspoken natural affinity; indebted to. The two giants have much in common with the way they cope with the world around them, and it is this understanding that lead Ephiré to become the catalyst in Dag's journey (see 'Catalyst' story arc Act I-III). Has a profound trust in him and admires him greatly. He is also the only deer within the forest to have witnessed the full brunt of Dag's combat.
    Virgil/The Red - Part of the Fortress' strong foundations. One of his oldest friends of a different world to his own, wild and unrestricted. At the time of his trials, Dag thought of Virgil's existence as "real", moreso than his own and one he wanted to achieve. Events between then and now strongly effected Dag, but their friendship remains strong and has been rebuilt. [to be re-written]





  • Bonus Material

    Autumn '09 Act III: I'd choose right now, was the first song 'read along' blog to appear on TEFC (to my knowledge!).
    War Drum '12 Act V: Your Supremacy was my most successful community-wide event, where 68 TEF players participated.


    Antediluvian - There are two reasons why I chose to use this word for Dag and his story. The first is that it was originally a biblical word meaning the time between the creation of earth and the great flood/deluge myth; a narrative in which a great flood is sent by a deity to destroy in an act of divine retribution (the Spring Wolf). A parallel of this is a metaphor of rebirth, which was the premise of Dag's rebellion against his original purpose. Secondly, the modern meaning for this word is simply to be old fashioned/ancient in the most possible way (as if they lived before the great flood).

    Playing card references - A great metaphor for life in general, where one must simply play the hand they are dealt, good or bad. One of my favourite card games is Whist, where the object of the game is to simply score the most "tricks" by having the highest card in the suit that is being played. Therefore the cards you would like to see in your hand are the highest: Ace, King, Queen and Jack. The Jack is a good card to have, because it will generally weed out the other players higher cards in their desire to win the hand, so it is more common for you to lose that round but win others as you have exhausted the other players good cards. The Jack was the role of Ephiré, in Jack to the King. He killed Dag - referenced as the King - and although the hand appeared to be lost, the game was not over. The card that trumped Velocity's hand was the Ace, Cry, in Your Supremacy.

    As a character, Dag was originally inspired by naturally powerful characters like Mufasa from The Lion King and Riki from Ginga Nagareboshi Gin - characters the hero-type protagonists typically look up to for guidance and leadership.



 
 
 
 
 
 
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Haru's picture

^I just lol'd 8'D

^I just lol'd 8'D
Hart's picture

... what the shit LOL

... what the shit LOL
OokamiAzura's picture

DAMMIT, YOU TOOK YOUR OWN

DAMMIT, YOU TOOK YOUR OWN PAGE.

-SMASHES DESK-



>8/
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Quote:... what the shit LOL

Quote:
... what the shit LOL

Ohsure. Yeah, it is a bit of

Ohsure. Yeah, it is a bit of a drag, but I understand.
ANDLMAOTHATPICTURE.
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Are you aware, dear sir, that

Are you aware, dear sir, that you sneezed a pelt off while asleep?
o.o
If you can't confuse people with your intelligence, amaze them with your bull****.
Iaurdagnire's picture

I've always wanted to do

I've always wanted to do that...

Haha Innisen, it wasn't sneezed off: I clicked "load" (; I was busy sorting out my cds to send to a website, and typing in the barcodes took foreeeeever, so sorry Dag went to Ben's sleepover XD
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But I clearly hear a sneeze

But I clearly hear a sneeze as your pelt changed! D:
If you can't confuse people with your intelligence, amaze them with your bull****.
Iaurdagnire's picture

D: But it wasn't

D: But it wasn't me!
Sleep-sneezing... I wonder if people actually do that in RL. /mind-wander
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Iaurdagnire's picture

asjdfhsdkfj

asjdfhsdkfj Kimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii that's adorabllllllllle ♥ Thank you so much!
Kaoori's picture

So glad you like him ♥

So glad you like him ♥
Iaurdagnire's picture

Eeee I do! Mostly because if

Eeee I do! Mostly because if you take away the antlers and the scar... you have a baby-Dag X3
Kaoori's picture

omg yes I never thought of

omg yes I never thought of that. xD
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Ah-ha hi there! A lovely

Ah-ha hi there! A lovely evenin' - hope to see you around again in the future Smiling

I do enjoy being a fawn. I can get away with being bouncy and generally...fawn-like. Bwaha. *trips over feet*

I've also been sat on your page for the last 10 minutes 1) convincing myself that I should get a move on designing my own page (so much fun, always!) and 2) listening to the music because it's gorgeous C:
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Hi there! And likewise -

Hi there! And likewise - you're really fun to play with! Hehe I like playing the game with fawns more than adults because as you say, you can get away with being bouncy-happy.

The music is 'Colorblind' by Counting Crows if you like it c: looking forward to a page for your fawn if you get around to making one. But do enjoy the forest and don't feel like you must make one this instant (; it's just a bit of fun. If you need any help on the page-front, do feel free to ask; I'm not the best when it comes to CSS but if you see anything on this page that you like and would like the code for, I'll be happy to give it to you (:
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Yeah, I'm not in that much of

Yeah, I'm not in that much of a rush when it comes down to it; I think I'm just suffering new-person OH LOOK AT ALL THE PRETTY DEER WEBPAGES I WANT TO MAKE ONE TOO. Hehehe. Thank you for the offer of course, very much ^^

Poor Dag is going to get jumped on now if nameless!fawn sees him around. I hope he doesn't mind Sticking out tongue
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Of course Dag doesn't mind =D

Of course Dag doesn't mind =D

Do you have any ideas for a name for your fawn yet? I hope you don't mind me referring to him/her as Aewnin for the time being (it's a nice name by the way; I've not heard it before).
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Aewnin is Elvish (Tolkien's)

Aewnin is Elvish (Tolkien's) and means 'my little bird' - he's definitely a he, but by all means refer to him as that for now :3
I'm not sure what I want to do for names yet. With what little I know of languages, I've always thought Gaelic words and similar were very nice, so I'll probably start there.
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Would you mind if I added you

Would you mind if I added you on msn? :0
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aewnin - Ah I see, I never

aewnin - Ah I see, I never read any of Tolkien's stuff. I like it even more for the definition now! Good luck finding a name for him, bet it'll be equally awesome (; I don't know much about other languages... I like made up names, Japanese too but that's pretty popular everywhere haha.

Mel - Of course I don't mind - please do! =D
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NO, NOT THE MARSHMALLOW.

NO, NOT THE MARSHMALLOW. >8/

---

The girl simply stared at him, slightly dumbfounded. And she honestly couldn't explain why; she knew he wouldn't know what it was, yet there was that part of her that thought it obvious.

After a few awkward moments of silence, she spoke, incredibly humoured.

It's a food, Dag. It's white and fluffy, and incredibly sweet. Usually, people roast it over a fire and eat it slightly melted, but you can eat it raw too.

She paused for a bit, taking a moment to stretch out her front legs a bit.

Of course, it's almost nothing more than pure sugar, so it's not the healthiest thing in the world. Makes for a nice treat now and then.

Another quick pause.

I'm glad you slept well.
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Kayyy added. I'm Skizzeruoo.

Kayyy added. I'm Skizzeruoo. Sticking out tongue
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Azura - PFFT I didn't think

Azura - PFFT I didn't think you'd actually reply! Haha XD <3 Did you want this to be a start of a new rp? If so, I'll have Dag reply.
Mel - I don't seem to have gotten the invite. What is your msn address?
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OH COME ON, YOU KNOW HOW I

OH COME ON, YOU KNOW HOW I AM. FFF.

Sure, if you want. It's solely up to you. (: Besides, it's a rather lighthearted conversation; they haven't had one in such a long time. fkskfsk
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"Ah, 'people'." Dag was known

"Ah, 'people'." Dag was known to be very intelligent and educated, but that is of course as far as a deer can be. Although he had met at least two others in his life who were a human - or could transform into one - it didn't necessarily mean he knew the finer details. Their diet from what Lacie has said was indeed questionable. They didn't look like they could eat grass, anyway...

He took note of her expression prior to her answer,
"I did sleep well, but I'm not going to change the subject so craftily. How do you know of such delights, hm?"
He chuckled and lay his tree-truck neck across her back as if to indicate that Lacie could not escape him,
"You've made the mistake of telling me something I didn't know; you'll be here forever now."
A toothy grin warped the elaborate face of the bull. Marshmallow.
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I just lol'd so hard. I'm on

I just lol'd so hard. I'm on such a high right now fkskfksk

---

Oh, shit.

That was the first thought that crossed her mind as she felt his neck wrap around her back. Though she couldn't help but feel a bit giddy at all the silliness of what was happening.

She squirmed slightly, trying to feign escape. She knew she had no chance against him to begin with.

Ahaha, and what if I want to be here forever, hm!? She laughed in response, turning her head to bump her nose against the side of his face.

She loved the lighthearted moments, and she cherished them greatly. So much so, that as she explained it, she kept her voice airy and cheerful - despite the harsh reality of what had happened.

Ah, I've seen humans before in another life. They used to eat them all the time at their campfires.

I ain't no marshmallow. I'm a snowflake.
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MSN. Y U ALWAYS DO

MSN. Y U ALWAYS DO THIS?

K should hopefully work. ;n;
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As Dag laughed, his could

As Dag laughed, his could feel the force of throat bounce up on down on Lacie's back. Most definitely a marshmallow.
"Ohhh so you want to stay! Then I will have no choice but to confiscate your tail as a deposit for taking up space at my tree."
Rocking onto his cheek, he found Lacie's tail wasn't hard to acquire. He gathered it up in his mouth (gently with less teeth, more lip) and found it was quite large and long*; when he rocked half-way back, this great blinding white puff protruded out the side.

Dag took a moment to look, causing him to be cross-eyed briefly.
"... Ish-shish whach mahshmarrowsh'rooks rike?"

The stags body juddered rapidly, trying desperately not to burst into laughter at his attempt at speaking with a mouthful, and at the thought of what Lacie would do next. Dag always found she could be quite the bolchy girl at times, and that made it even more fun to tease her... even though he would always lose in the end. But that was all just part of the fun.

--

*The signature picture... her tail is adorably huge and inviting, so I had to!

X'D I may end up drawing this.

Mel - I've added you, hope it works!
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-SNICKER SNORT- OH GOD.

-SNICKER SNORT- OH GOD. kfskfksfks

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The bubbling sensation of his laughter felt close to a massage. It wasn't until he spoke that her ears pricked forward in alarm, and her back stiffened.

D-Dag...? She spoke hesitantly as she watched him, wondering why he suddenly seemed to take an interest in her tail. It wasn't until it was in his mouth that she yelped in shock, one of her many Thylacine traits that refused to die. She attempted to wriggle free, but his weight prevented her from moving.

But once he spoke again, she just about roared in laughter, then furiously writhed and kicked out in playful retaliation.

Th-that's pretty c-close, fkskfskfkskfsk!! She managed to stammer out, writhing even more.

Oh god, if my tail breaks off...

...

Nah, it wouldn't. Would it? Maybe? Bah. He knows when to stop.

....

....right?

She couldn't help but continue to laugh however. Jesting was a favorite past time.


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The laugh rumbled and grew in

The laugh rumbled and grew in volume as Dag was on the verge of letting go, restraining the wriggling doe so that her howling merriment could be pushed beyond return just as his.

He eventually let go of her tail as sharp uncontrollable inhales would near choke him with it,
"Submit! You're a marshmal-ughnf."
Lacie's writhing saw that Dag got a full-faced hoof squarely in the jaw, squashing his cheek upwards so his eye appeared closed. Faking the force, Dag slowly slid his neck off her back and shifted his legs out to the side, letting his chin fall flat on the earth.











Then proceeded to play dead.
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^ Quote:Marsh Mallow Marsh

^

Quote:
Marsh Mallow
Marsh mallow, or Altheaea officinalis, is a European perennial used for cooking, teas, and herbal remedies. Medicinally, it is used as a laxative, a diuretic and as a treatment for urinary and respiratory irritations. It is also used to treat gastritis. Leaf infusions can be used as a cystitis remedy according to Plants for a Future.


-runs off-
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HRAETH, OH MY GOD.

HRAETH, OH MY GOD. FKSKFSK

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No! I shall never submit! I -

For a moment, she didn't register what had happened. It wasn't until she felt him move off her back that she realized she must have hit him during the play struggle.

She rose, slowly, moving towards him. She poked the side of his neck gently with a hoof. He didn't seem to be moving.

Oh, but it's so obvious.

She could tell from the subtle swell and fall of his body that he was clearly trying to pull her legs. With a deep breath, she leaned in more, before proceeding to shout at the top of her lungs.

Wakey wakey, Dag!
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Lacie could just as well be a

Lacie could just as well be a Marsh Mallow...



'Cause it's pretty c:
/ ignores its undesirable uses like a boss


----

His torn ear flinched at the loud proximity of her voice, and as if he had done nothing at all, he sat up straight in one swift motion. As he slowly crossed his forelegs in a deliberate, high-than-thou manner, Dag held his chin high and exaggerated a huff. Eyebrows rose in unison as he looked away like a stroppy child, yet the overgrown playmate still smiled, relishing in their game,
"No." Came an utterly ridiculous response.
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Oh dear god. FKSFKSKFKS

Oh dear god. FKSFKSKFKS ROFL

OH, AND WHILE I'M AT IT.

[x]

I was editing some stuff last night, and I basically went nuts on this one. ;;

EDIT: I just saw a quote from that B-day story I wrote for you in this biography. My jaw proceeded to unhinge itself before elongating in a huge smile, along with a chortling laugh of gushyness. fkskfks

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The girl snickered hard in response. Small as she was, she reared as high as she could in an attempt to hook his crossed forelegs with her own. The goal was to pull him down, though she doubted she even had the strength.

You woke up. Clearly I won. Her tone was playfully mocking in its delivery.
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(: Well, even though I don't

(: Well, even though I don't have the time or the will to read... when it comes to gifts that involve Dag, I prefer writing over artwork. I can't draw all the nuances of his character, and I can hardly write them either; but other people seem to write about him perfectly going only on what I project of him. Personally I think even little bits like that are the greatest compliment, because it means that I've got him right, and moreover that people actually understand my intention. Being able to litter his biography with a couple of quotes is a nice feeling for me <3 and I've always loved that piece of writing you did. I don't really know why it got so few comments, but I guess that happens with more directed writings. It is amazing though.

I'm going to go and bump that fucker actually :]

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The tugs to his legs were painfully adorable to feel and to see, and only after her attempts slowed did he decide to move.
"Hm-hm," his amused chortle was all too familiar as he lifted one foreleg and placed it over her shoulders, "of course you did. Don't you know you always do?"
He flexed his leg and nudged her towards him slightly in a sort of hug, letting the weight of his antlers tilt his head forward so he could bump her helm with the bridge of his nose.
-
A WILD TIRED APPEARED.
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Fff, lazy bum. Jk jk. I

Fff, lazy bum. Jk jk.

I suppose it got no comments because...well, just because. It's not like I'm the best writer out there besides. I either write too short, or too long, there's never a perfect line. That, and maybe the screencap wrecked a few computers. Who knows. Meh. -Shrugs-

(It's also worthy to note I had horrid past tense-present tense issues in my writings. I still do on the occasion, although now I'm more OCD about catching myself. Hell, I went back and looked at some stories I wrote at...other places, and realized I screwed up quite a few tenses at times. I'm tempted to go through and slaughteredit all of them. Blah.)

Funny thing is, I looked back at that earlier; I felt that that is one of my weaker pieces. Mmph.

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When his leg touched her shoulder, for a split moment she thought she was going to collapse under it. But perhaps it was just her poor calculation skills. A small "Umph" found its way out of her lungs at impact.

When his nose tapped her helm, she rubbed it against it, the helm hiding the playful girlish blush beneath it. Though if one were to look carefully at the eye socket portion, they could capture the hint of light cherry just barely poking out from it.

And of course, she giggled and chortled; girlish, content.

You're damn right about that. She lightly jabbed his chest with one of her hooves. And I always will, hahaha.

She thought and thought for a brief moment. Oh, how tempting it was. But she hesitated.

And then proceeded.

She made a quick, jerking movement with her head lowered; her target? His chest. If she succeeded in knocking him over, oh it would make her roar with laughter.
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I have those issues too,

I have those issues too, though as you've pointed out - I'm lazy! Haha. I correct them if they're blindingly obvious, but otherwise if it makes sense when I read it, I leave it. And regardless of what you think, you are an awesome writer! Not everyone can write short stories the way you can; you always seem to give just enough to make every part of them interesting and valid. I despise having to read things - especially long things - so needless to say your style appeals to me anyway.

I'll reply to the rp later on if that's okay, have run out of time.
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Nnnn. You're too kind.

Nnnn. You're too kind. Fksfkskfksk <3 ;;

And it's perfectly fine! Take your time with the RP. (:
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He caught a glimpse of the

He caught a glimpse of the rosy glow around the base of her eyes before snorting at her reply. It was true whether Dag let her win, or lose fairly himself; there was a strength about her not seen in other does when it came to the little things that mattered.

The momentary hesitance in Lacie was noted, and Dag's head inclined slightly... a brow raised, trying to work out what she was planning to do. When the black of the top of her helm was all he could see, it was too late. A hollow thud sounded as she collided with his chest, and it near winded him as all the air was forced from his nostrils. He didn't fall, but coughed,
"Oof... you're strong, but, when it comes to brute strength I think perhaps I am the champion?"

Unfortunately, Dag seemed to always be subjected to Sod's Law; that anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. At that moment, the network of old rodent tunnels littering the underground decided now was the time for their structure to weaken. It was only a matter of time, of course, having such a weight splayed across its ceilings - the bulls antlers alone weighed in excess of 40 kilos.
The quick collapse of the ground didn't make a sound, but the sudden - though still only minor - drop in height on the side Dag was leaning on was noticeable. It was just enough to compromise the precision balanced Fortress, and he didn't so much fall but... roll into the new dip in the ground, now half-laying on his shoulder.

"Hm..."
He looked to the side, oblivious to what had just happened,
"... I stand corrected."

First retrack. Oh

First retrack. Oh yes.

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She couldn't help but laugh at the first statement. It was true, after all.

Looks like I need to work on my muscles, hm? She asked teasingly, adding an extra push to her force.

When the ground gave way, her breathed jolted free from her mouth in both surprise and fear; but once she saw that he was alright, she found herself laughing hard, her lungs starting to feel sore from it.

Then maybe I don't! You're okay though, right?

She found herself sitting next to him dog-style; she found it hard to control the playful smirk finding its way across her hidden mouth.
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First retrack? Oh what an

First retrack? Oh what an honour! Oh God... I just don't know who to thank, this is all so unexpected!

---

"Hm-hm, of course." It was hardly a fall at all, and after a moment of examining her position he poked just the very tip of his tongue out at his... pet, before wriggling himself upright.
"Excuse me." Dag cleared his throat and moved his legs from under him, the grass and earth flattening as he weighted his hooves in order to stand. He craned his head to look back at the mess, a nice line of wet earth had broken through and little globs of dirt had attached themselves to his side.

Dag's pride is not just limited to his morals, but his cleanliness too. He didn't like getting dirty.
"Balderdash." He huffed, cleverly using one of his long tines to scrape and scratch off the dirt he couldn't reach. His head was fully stretched out to the side and behind him in order to do so, and to balance and attempt to pull the furthest end of his body closer, one could see his right leg slowly move from the ground and hover half-way to his stomach,
"I know it's easier to shift mud when it is dry, but I'm terribly impatient."

-SNORTS- --- She faked a

-SNORTS-

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She faked a glare at him in exchange for the tongue gesture.

Stick that tongue out at me again, and I'll have to remove it. She jested further; bowing her head, she brought her knee close to her helm, pushing it up slightly. Suddenly, she jerked her head back, allowing the helm to lift up even more so, revealing the girlish face beneath it. She stuck her own tongue out, before a long, bright smile creased across her face.

But just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished as her brought her head forward in a quick, sharp motion. The helm came to rest over her face again, hiding it.

She laughed as she noticed the mud caking his fur.

Oh, let me help you for pete's sake. Shaking her head, humoured, she walked over to help remove the last of the mud with her own tines. She was careful not to jab him too hard.

There! Better now?
Melusine's picture

omg, sorry to be an

omg, sorry to be an interrupting sheep but.
LMAOOO 'BALDERDASH!' x]!
Hahaahahah!

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Iaurdagnire's picture

He rarely saw her face from

He rarely saw her face from under that helm, and Dag felt very privileged to have seen it with such a delightful expression. An appreciative, endearing smile appeared on his face before Lacie commenced having at his side like a cheese grater. Not that Dag would do so much as to point it out, but a... 'hefty' brute like himself is hard to hurt, and the harder Lacie scratched the dirt off, the better. It was like having a massage, and his whole body seemed to relax after she had finished.

It was a wonder he didn't purr.

"Mm, thank you, that's much better. I would offer to do the same, but..." he looked up at his antlers as if to say 'I don't think you'd take too kindly to being disembowelled'.
"I have a more powerful grooming weapon. And no, you can't confiscate it."
To prove his point, Dag ran his huge tongue upwards from the side of her neck to the base of her ear.
"Excellent." He nodded, admiring his handiwork; a clean wet swipe, successfully removing the dust splash-back from her mud removal.

c:<

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Mel - My next mission is to include 'codswallop' at some point. x]
Morbid - I've seen that so many times, love it XD all bunnies looooove nibbling like that!
Melusine's picture

Yes. YOU HAVE TO. Codswallop,

Yes. YOU HAVE TO. Codswallop, Bladerdash. Its pure gold. ;3;
Iaurdagnire's picture

... I can stand it no longer.

... I can stand it no longer. Your signature images are so adorable ;A;