I just found out about this game and joined today! I met another fawn as a guest and later logged in (after crashing) and found them again luckily. We must’ve messed around for at least forty minutes. I found it cute, it really made my night. Really, I’m just posting this in hopes of finding them again! If you happen to see this we can mess around again sometime! I am fairly active on Discord Mingau#0326 and Instagram @puma_con(though this is my art account)

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Deer (S. Aras[1]) were graceful creatures found throughout Middle-earth. Deer were loved by the Vala Nessa, and were said to follow her as she travelled through wild lands.[2]

In the First Age the Teiglin River flowed through a gorge west of the forest of Brethil.[3] At the narrowest part of the gorge was Cabed-en-Aras, "The Deer's Leap", where once a deer leaped across the river to escape a huntsman of Haleth.[4]

In T.A. 2941[5] Thorin and Company were in the process of crossing the Enchanted River when a dark-coloured deer bowled into the Dwarves. Although Thorin shot the hart with an arrow as it leaped there was no recovering the venison for the boat they were using floated away. Worse, the commotion caused Bombur to fall into the water, which caused him to fall asleep for days after he was rescued. Soon after, a white deer and her snowy fawns appeared on the path. The dwarves shot arrows at them but none hit and the deer vanished.[6]

In Sindarin, the adjective ross was often used to describe the copper colour of red deer.[7]

One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

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One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

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This thing all things devours:
Birds, trees, beasts, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.



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Here you see it most often in the fall

Voiceless it cries,
Wingless flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.

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Participants of the Spring Rally may notice a little stand that pops up intermittently among the nursery sections: an arch of interwoven branches covered in flowers, its peak just high enough to offer some shade to the creature resting below. Those curious enough to approach will be greeted warmly and offered a variety of spring-themed wares: flower wreaths, packets of seeds, simple wooden toys and masks, and a little sign with awkward scrawl indicates there may be even more.

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