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feralheartgirl1's picture

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Wow. I didn't even know i had a blog on this game! Awesome. >} Smiling Frown omgsh the frown kinda looks like a villager from minecraft.
Apoidea's picture

Meet Spring.

under the cut










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Poppyflower's picture

May Or May Not Actually Turn Into Something

Name: Mirtham (for now)

Gender: Male

Species: Diamondback Rattlesnake/Tef deer

Clever~Cunning~Quiet~Patient~

Distrusting~Careful~Liar~Deceitful~

Loyal, but impossibly hard to trust.









Yeah, I`ve had this floating around in my head for a while. If I knew CSS, and how to scan pictures into a computer this would have been a bio by now.
Apoidea's picture

Wish Upon The Stars In Your Eyes .Spring. [Hmm.]

Future home of a Biography
Inufur's picture

Need someone to cast a spell on you?

Do you? Well it's your lucky day! I'm going to be casting spells on people today since there is nothing to do around here lol. And I will NOT be casting zombie pelts or anything like that. Just tell me where to meet you and tell me which spell you want to be cast on.
BluedeerLegend18's picture

Pierce's Return

Gah, for some reason I couldn't edit the older one, so here.

Hey, before you read, and you do not know anything about Pierce's past history, you'll probably get confused. Here are two stories which will explain his past. Read them in order.

Part one
Part two

Under the cut.
Carry's picture

First encounter; |||

under cut

time stands still

will be a stormsuki rp blog very soon~ feel free to track, but please don't join in.
wellitwillbeifflatsodawantsittobeone

The little black hind had been wandering for days. Slowly going mad, alone and without hope. Spotted the finned doe along with Dae and Schism, and wearily her head sank lower, eyes brimming with unshed tears. Where was Stormchaser? Perhaps he'd forgotten her, perhaps... Did she spy another shape near Ced? It couldn't be. Mitsuki refused to believe it. But yet, her hooves carried her closer and she felt strangely empty. No, no, no...the fading light showed her only what she couldn't bear. She didn't know it wasn't real, as she stalk forward, despair written on her features.
Then relief. No one lay beside the finned one. Mitsuki immediately changed course. But he still wasn't here... Oh, how she missed him. Mitsuki circled in a patch of violet flowers, curling tightly into a ball and there she awaited the night like it would be her last.
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Up to my neck in daggers. [Valda]

Mature content warning. {?}
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