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Standing out among the ole oak trees in the glade I spied the two deer wobbling full speed ahead toward the cave tree. Peeking just past the trunk the neck cuddling had begun but one belonged to another and though such entanglements happen frequently in the forest it is with blessing. One sometimes has promises to keep and though the cuddling engaging, the rutting season shall become most fierce due to such brokenness. I moved to the side of the tree. Across the way within my field of vision another deer who had often played with the original pair with full blessing pounced out in a French swag coat moving in a way that told all others this was her show, her drama to manipulate. Suddenly four fawns burst out of the cave tree and went straight for the madam deer. Her making gestures that all was well and just a new friendship. The reaction of the deer who was taken said it all. Startled the deer plunged into the cave pulling her new friend inside. The madam deer surrounded by fawns who believed her gesture and calmed down slowly strolled to the cave tree with fawns following. In a few moments the madam deer and the deer who was taken exchanged communications much like a madam instructing one in the finer arts of manipulation. The deer who was taken began to cry uncontrollable, madam deer comforted in that special way that goes from comfort to acquisition. Now owned the deer calmed down and began the head chortling as the madam deer made loving foreplay. Once charmed and engaged the madam deer gave a new assignment the deer taken went back into the cave tree. Moving over to the pond I hung around with the dragon flies and played with frog and when twilight fell the deer taken came out with two fawns. Instead of the lovely bounce of playfulness the full wrath of some offense oozed out every cell of their being and spilled throughout the forest glade.

a place where i put my main deer, and some of my other deer who i don't plan on playing a ton/giving profiles, but they're around sometimes and to give them identification.

The website, the forums, the network. All day I had no response from it except for a few blips before going back down. Was that just me or???

Hello there I am YujiKyu but on The Endless Forest my pictogram resembles an E so I am E.

I played this game heavily back when I was only 9 or 10 years old in 2009-10, I had an account back then and played through events and such. I don't remember my login for it or if the account still even exists.

I dropped the game for years and now I'm back 18 turning 19 in a few months picking it back up in college, I never understood the 'point' of the game when I was a kid, I didn't understand not having a goal. I would look around for other players to see who was online only to be confused by all the other sleeping players.

Though I found it confusing it was a nice change, no communication or way for another player to in someway try to harm or anger me. It was nice.

Seeing that a new Endless Forest is in the making I'm happy I re-found this place and re-made a character.

I'm a bit curious what other users do in the game or with the concept in general, I've seen some art and such but I'm pretty out of the loop of everything.

So it's nice to meet you all, I'm E. Let's hope to meet someday in game, feel free to reply to this if you want, I welcome it.

(Icon art by me I drew it on paint)
(Also I don't know where to put this so I'll just put it in Misc for now)

An ever-enveloping shroud of fear, intimidating yet excruciatingly warm. With ill-motived wings and spikes of a dragon, came the suspiciously soft-hearted values the very being possessed. Inhumanely, their soul was none but that of a dragon encased in a snare of the putrid vessel of a fleshy human. An essence so proud, unlike any beast of their kind, it was pure yet unbearably looming. Those of faux leathery wings, no nothing of this dragon nor can they understand the morals that come with. This gentle monster withholds the diluted meaning of longing for their kind again yet with rough intentions. They search until a suspect, a value, a treasure or precious gem is found and flourish for the truth. Once their wings have been raised, you will be covered in nothing but space of sweet sub rosa. A veil of false menace once you're concealed in their wings is all that remains.
Lie to the dragon and you shall be punished.
Show weakness to the creature and you shall be forgotten.
To exist before him is to become the ambrosia he so needs.



( Not deer related but, thought about posting it here since I haven't done anything in awhile. Inspired by a dear friend I quarreled with the other day. )

Hello,

Had a graphic artist I worked with on writings ( and he writes too) make an unusual request. He won awards in his college years, did catalog work on handmade furnishings, some pure art pieces--- worked dried up in his Midwest area and life took him else ways but he still dabbles.

He recently got married so life better. He contacts once in a while though we do not work together any more like need project work or I have an issue please help.

His wife did a ADHD YouTube and wants to be a star. He wrote excellent and made infographics on time. He had to vent while doing and all I did was listen by Skype and email. How I learned of the graphic artist desire.

Here is the link. She wants the click. Feel free to send to anyone you know. He helped put food on my table and amused me on those long nights when we wrote for India.

Chris Hodge
Wed, Mar 27, 11:36 PM (1 hour ago)
to me

Thanks, Mary. aka theano7203

The link is https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCje8OQY0sFeDMgk_v2BN8nA

Hopefully we can reach a lot of people!