Artwork by Fishbiscuit. <3
Updates: thoughts, emotions, lessons
Physical: 100% Mental: 100% Emotional: 80%
" Fwends! Bud wair is famwee?"
9/25/2013: Very playful fun day. Did some exploring before coming across a group of deer. Wondered if they wanted to play? Yay! Played around for quite some time. Fell asleep for a short bit then woke up to the sound of a nearby fawn mooing. Called back, the fawn came closer and they started to play. Another fawn and some mini fawn joined in in the fun. Once things settled down, took another short nap before waking up again and sleepily headed over to the crying idol for a drink, grazed a little bit, then completely fell asleep in a berry bush.
[center]Name: Artios Oibalos Raucher, Arty
Sex: Male
Age: 4 weeks old
Diet: Likes the berries from the blue bowl. (not weaned)
Orientation: ?
Lessons: Family = Safety is important, is a bit cautious at times. Learned to run far and fast when needed. Other small fawns can be friendly. How to play with bigger brother Fi. Big strangers are a bit scary. Tries not to wander far from where he saw mom last (though mostly unsucessful). Tries to keep low profile when family isn't nearby(again, not very successful). Learning simple words and phrases. Realized he doesn't like being alone. Becoming a little more cautious of strangers. Not all scary deer are mean, some can be very playful. Forest spells tickle him. Has a better understanding of simple emotions such as happy, sad, scared, and angry.
Traits so far: cautious, playful, nervous, early signs of protective behavior, now has grown a bit curious of strangers
Relations
Immediate Family
Emmy: Mother
Yurei: Father
Fiacre: Brother
Others
Israel: Playmate, source of comfort
Note: Names are used in the updates just for clarification. Arty doesn't actually know there names yet.
TRACK. MINE.
track
~ C.S. Lewis
OrangeJiuceMoon: YOU NINJA!
OrinocoFlow: Hi! c:
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
Track
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Stalk!
Xemi: Thank you! c: Clare:
Clare: ouo! <33
Keepspeeps: A very colorful stalk. How did you do that anyway? I mean I know how to change the color of the text but now how to make it rainbow-like like that. o.o
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
Aha, this was the other fawn!
You caused a lot of dramargh
Lol, no worries. Arty's gotta learn to be careful when it comes to these things, especially since he's so small and sturf. Thanks for the track. c:
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
Ah this little guy is cute,
Hi there Sight! c: Yeah, I've
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
Track
Trackies! c:
Yurei: Thank you c: Emikomi:
Emikomi: Hi! c8
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
Tracking this lovely baby!
Track 8> Hes such a cutie
Janet: Uzulii: Thanks for
Uzulii: Thanks for the track! c:
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
Argh, gosh, he is so cute.
adorable art by Tuoho! ♥
Yurei: Hi there my little
Sleepything: Thanks for the
Yurei: The small fawn was curled up in a tight ball up against the bark of a large oak tree. His legs were tucked under his belly in attempt to keep himself warm, but the cold shivers continued. He moaned in frustration. Trying to fall asleep with a fever, a slight nagging headache, and an empty stomach is difficult. ...Then suddenly his ears shot up and he immediately lifted his head after hearing a voice above him. For a brief second he thought another stranger approached him. But no! It's DAD! YAY! He quickly returned his father's nuzzle with his own happy baby nuzzles. Oh? Looks like dad brought something for him. He sniffed the berries in curiosity. At least these smelled a little more tasty compared to the root given by Izzy and Darcy. Man...if only mom was here to feed him, but.....he reeaalllyy needs to eat something. He began to chew one berry to find out how it tastes.. Eh, it's not milk, but it's not bad either. He chewed and swallowed until all the berries were gone. There, at least for a while he won't have a nagging empty stomach for a while. He gave out a pleased little bleat before curling up against his father. For the moment, this daddy blanket is aaallll his.
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
Holy-moly GG, what a cute
BAM! Omg I am so sorry for
And thank you!
Forget Your Perfect Offering.
There Is A Crack In Everything.
That's How The Light Gets In.
(A part of the lyrics of Leonard Cohen's Song "Anthem")
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