Well this is quite a pleasant mistake. I seem to have come upon my older TEF account! I'm not sure if my profile page successfully displays my symbol, but I think I have a picture of my character and its symbol which I posted on my new account.

~Krusis

TEF needs a bigger server
TEF needs a lot of things
you know, new things
which we'll never get because
as everyone's been pointing out
constantly
to anyone that says a fucking word
they need money!!1!
8D

If I want to change any account settings the system says I need to put in an email address, right? Well when I put in the address I registered with it's all like "THAT'S ALREADY IN USE". Well no shit. What the fuck am I supposed to do...?

Well... I'm back in TEF. I think it was-- at the very most-- a year ago that I began to play. I was always disconnected from the community, therefore always found myself walking among complete strangers when I was in the Forest. Now, with a new account and a new fawn, I am debating if I should use the energy to attempt fitting in this time around.
That was quite a boring introduction, now that I read over it; but my concerns aren't necessarily to impress quite yet, after all.

With the last deer I was Faoraven, an embodiment of my loneliness and isolation. I think I brought the concepts to life quite well in that deer, but that alone wasn't amusing enough to keep me in the game, obviously. With this new deer I hope to bring some satisfaction to myself in the matter of recognition; be that through forum activity or in-game presence. But my greatest fear-- rather the fact I resent the most-- is that I am just a player. Just a number in the member count of TEF, the web, the human race. But I shouldn't drown you in such suddenly massive ideas.

When I see the average player in any game I have a distant feeling of: "I want to be more than this". But there may be many others who look at me and think the same thing. Perhaps humans cannot be more to each other than "just another--"s. My thoughts have never come clearly or paced in any way, and for this I apologize to any vast-hearted soul who may be reading this.

Perhaps what I'm trying to do is become the great being I am in the world behind my eyelids. I want to be visibly special to others.... But... there is no way to do that, is there? It is such a dreadful, suffocating feeling when I realize how many feelings I wish to convey or manifest while I have no way of doing so. My hand cannot draw nor write well or quick enough to map them out. It honestly makes me think there is no point in living each time I recognize this.

Well... you can stop reading now. But you have probably taken that action already. Please send me a message (or however this works) any time. It's not as if I had anyone else to talk to.

"What? No, I am not fat! You're the fat one, tubby!", the pronghorn shook his head and stomped his hooves. A moment of silence, before he spoke again, "Oh no, not at all! I avoid those mushrooms so I don't get big and fat like you!" Another awkward silence, before the cervine huffed and floofed out his rump, "Well! When the humans come with their chainsaws and bulldozers to take you down, I won't come to the rescue!"

The pronghorn kicked the tree with his hind hoof before stomping off. A moment later, Pent was talking to another tree, "The nerve of that tree! I am certainly not fat!"

Auni was wandering by when he stopped, raising his head and looking over to the strange pronghorn. Tilting his head, he approached, expecting to see another animal there. To his surprise, the pronghorn was literally talking to a tree! "No? I did not consider eating those kind of pinecones. Lots of fiber?", he tilts his head.

"What in the world are you doing?", Auni asked Pent. The pronghorn doesn't reply, but rather, continues his conversation with the tree, "Really? How delightful! I'll have to find them!"

The deer cleared his throat, before saying, "Hey, weirdo! Why are you talking to a tree?"

Another awkward silence, before Pent spoke again, "...Yes, I know, I know, he won't leave us alone. I suppose I could...right...right...", before turning to the deer, "Yes? Do you need something? I'm kind of busy here."

"Busy? Busy?! You're talking to a tree!", Auni shouted.

Pent blinked, [=khaki]"Yes?

Just...doodling sets, choosing at random XD. In my style and not necessarily copying the exact pelt/antler/mask style.
Will probably do more, new ones on top.

1: "Theory"

First this ...a lot of Minis .

Then some changes lol

Conspiration

And today with all my Buddies

Fly is showing his strenght


Thank you guys for this Beautiful Day
I had to leave because my leg started hurting a little too much .