Hello everyone! As you can probably see, I'm new! I look forward to meeting all you and having a great time here!

Would you guys mind submitting a few tips about TFE? I would really appreciate it! Thank you!^^

Let me lighten it up really CWCK-ly for those of you as acquainted with the depths of the Internet as I am, that is a hilarious pun and you should be GRATEFUL I made it >D here with uh.. a gif.



But in all truthfullness, there will be SOME honest content about my personal life, which some of you may not want to hear. I promise it's not anything scandalous nor is it overly disgusting. It's just me being honest. And very thankful!

A bird wheeling above him, the stag watched it dip and dive. The world had suddenly grown cold. Roe and the apocalypse had disappeared....

My fur was caked with frost, but for some reason I didn't care. The cold wind felt friendly, the tern up high seemed happy to see me. That was when she dove and skimmed over the white expanse. I followed, running again over new fallen tundra.

My breath was so warm that it puffed with smoke ahead of me, quickly falling behind as I raced forward after the tern. My laugh was drowned out by the sound of cracking and popping. Ice broke as I skidded to a halt.

The vast sea of water broke, vague outlines of waterfalls and whitewater took form out of the path the ice had made. Vague outlines of home.

Trees of pure ice surrounded me as I walked. Oh were they gorgeous. Their branches tinkled like glass, like falling icicles. They were so gorgeous I did not notice the beast looming in front of me until I was upon him.

A large ice-bear breathed the same air as I did. The tern I had been following was with him, and they were partaking in a meal. I felt compelled to join them.

A moment later I was nibbling on something I never thought I would have tasted: Meat. The meat was vaguely familiar, I couldn't taste it, but it was warm against my lips and slid wetly down my throat. As I ate, I could feel the animals smile. The bear gorged with me, while the tern and a few other birds began to do something....

I grew tired, seemingly falling asleep where I stood. I think it was the meat that tired me.

The birds worked his antlers like malleable clay, adding snow and ice to make them heavy and many-tined. They took the blood from his face, the skin from his meal, the bone from his meal to create a mask for him. As Iphea awoke, they smiled upon him.

[b]I was not adorned. These antlers are heavy and this mask hides my face.

The wind blew down from the North that day
Casting skulls and dust from the earth's debris
I looked out at the never-ending sea
And begged you just to drown me

Twins and triplets came to watch
The ticking of the final clock
Time can slow but never stops
As long as someone's waiting

We searched the shoreline, you and I
I sat you down so you could cry
Without the cruel and prying eyes
Of those who sought to hurt you

A decade's year became a day
You treated me another way
Changed and never quite the same
Compared to memory

The sun was dead in the West that night
The war was lost on either side
Sought help from God and he replied
That you would someday drown me

He didn't help, he didn't care
I looked for Satan and found him there
Sprawled on silk he'd rip and tear
Trying to impress

The moon rose up with sinner's fear
The devil took your soul from here
Cast it out away from me
And silently, I drowned

The squirrel-doe paused. “Why am I changing? I know! I’ll ask the Gods!” She galloped to the twin god idols and knelt. A vision appeared and Michael and Auria stood before her. “I need your help!” Origin’s voice wiggled. “I don’t know what’s going on!”
“Your species undergoes many phases throughout their life. This is your last transformation. You will be fully mature.”
“I don’t understand!”
Origin awoke suddenly. I don’t feel different. She heard a clicking noise and went to the pond to see her reflection. Origin shrieked loudly, catching the attention of some other deer. “Don’t hyperventilate….” Origin looked again. She had a bird’s beak and a feathery fan of a tail with blue streaks on it. “My feathers are still there, and my pattern.” Origin said, looking at the crest of peacock feathers, and the colorful green pattern of her chest feathers. “And bird feet? Paws too? Ohhhh wait a minute…I’m a gryphon!” she exclaimed. Spreading her wings, she went to the Twin Gods Idol to try and fly.

How do I get the permadevout pelt?