Fog rolled off the ground as the dark night was filled with howling calls as a scramble of hoof beats as something was being chased. With the midnight moon up over head and with it being the only light in a ever cloudy night it was the only decision factor that was going to allow the victim to escape without fully blindly running off a cliff or tripping and falling on a rock or tree branch.

As the fog churned a shadow of a sprinting fawn was becoming visible as it sprinted between trees and leaped over rocks and fallen logs in hopes to escape. The small but nimble the male sprinted here and there on slender legs as another loud call from behind him made him made him freak out and move his legs faster. He looked no more than a few weeks old as his spotted coat failed to hide him properly in such a dark night. On his face though he had a bird shaped mask tied tightly onto his head allowing his large floppy ears to stand out harshly against the dark stone like color as his slowly graying fur bounced on his head. Breathing heavier and faster the fawn broke through a tall area of grass and gave a shout as he suddenly noticed that the ground wasn't there any more and gave a scream as he tried to brace himself for the hard landing.

Suddenly the ground that once was home to his flying hooves was now gone leaving the young male without anything to save him. He felt the ground slam into his body with a force that would of made him thought that he had been tackled by the monsters who had chased him.

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A older male jerked up as the sun was shining through the leaves of a tree that he was currently perched in. Unlike before he wasn't covered in spots, mud or even blood and his horns and grown in ever so slightly. His white under belly was framed by a gray top coat though his black stockings and swipes behind his forelegs and swipes on his hips as well as his tail stood out the most.

I was wondering if someone could possibly make the background to this transparent for me. I can't figure out how to do it on Gimp.....

Hey everyone I'm new too this but I know I'm gunna love it I know some people on this already like thyzar that's my mate

Hello! I was out playing in the forest today, when I met a new friend! He or she was wearing skullmask and a brown pelt I think. I printscreened the deers pictogram, but unfortunantley I screwed up and lost this screen. It's not in the screenshot map. We were playing and casting spells on eachother.

And then, earlier today, I met another deer who was wearing a black and white pelt, with no mask, ordinary antlers and purple flowers in them. Gosh, I wonder who those two deers are?!? If you recognize this, please answer, since I want to know who you are! I had alot of fun!!

Hugs from

~ Kebi

Hi! Im now back on track again, after like... umm.. 2 years of inactivity. Glad for it, really, I've missed it! And now I want to ask for help! You see, in two years many things changes, and it seems that my old spelldata file, where I got my pelt saved isn't valid anymore. Nothing happens when I paste it in to "userdata". I used to have zombiepelt/Skeleton pelt and skull mask with matching antlers (the big red ones) and I wonder if someone could be so kind to send their spelldata to my e-mail, containing one of those pelts or both? I feel a bit naked only in ordinary brown pelt, haha. Thank you friends!! Here's my e-mail: sienri@live.se

Hugs from
~ Kebi

It was within the echoes of the empty forest that solace was found. Quiet breath mimicked gentle waves here. The swaying motions that accompanied breathing almost mimed the rocking of a boat if one felt themselves grow detached from their earthly bodies in just the right way. Was there truly a right way?

Gulls bob on the ocean, the white boat seeming to wish to be one itself. Waves that were colored by the sky's reflection lapped gently upon the hull. Lake breezes swept up nostrils and caused gentle sighs. Only a slight plop was heard as the fishing lure hit the water.

Was it the lure, or did an acorn hit the earth nearby? Ears pricked in that direction only could confirm it was when the pattering of little squirrel feet was heard. The clicks of their chattering barely broke the silence.

The clicks of the mast and sail echoed over the land. Bright white and tall, it stretched toward the sun and began to call out, flapping in the wind and driving the boat on. Lures great and small trailed behind the boat, strumming tightly with each time they contacted the rod.

Like the click of a woodpecker against the trunk of a tree, the flapping of a bird against the air with its wing, it all was constant and added to the echoes of the forest, not so empty as once thought.


Supposed you could compare this place to a boat on the water. It was worth the giggling, assuredly. The stag lay himself against the ground to sleep, to dream of open water and floating gulls one more time.

Ok I really need a bio pic for grey but I can't do it because it would take me so long and plus I can't shade with ms paint. If you don't mind a hand drawn pic of your char( another thing to keep in mind I don't have a scanner so it's going to be a picture of the drawing... Sorry) I would be willing to draw your char (no backgrounds because I suck at them). If you're interested just leave a reply with a ref if the char of yours that you would like me to draw. Another thing, if you just want to do a trade that would be awesome as well.

Here is his ref and also an example of my art....
Greyhorn's ref

This is the picto
It'd be much appreciated ❥

I will be streaming the movie from 6:30PM EST to whenever the movie ends EST on Oct 27th, 2012, Saturday, at 5:00PM. {Here is a time converter. {link}

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