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How do you actully play as a deer in The Endless Forest?

" The cosmic dance of bursting decadence and withheld permission twists our arms collectively, but if sweetness can win, and it can, then I'll be here tomorrow, to hi five you yesterday my friend. Peace."
-The Crazy Tart-Toter
I love that!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0CChabTjAz4&feature=related

Hum... Currently deciding on a name for a new character as well as gender.

Timid, defenseless, trusting, will bent easily, slightly arrogant once you've got to know him/her.

Any suggestions, please?

I havent really thought it out "too much" yet- but i have a new char. I started her a month away from Octuber so i can get the Skull Mask on her. Wish me luck! She is Victoria Mimosa Pubica. Victoria sounded so purple. She is named after a shy, purple flower. From what i planned, she will be shy around normal deer and avoid big groups. Around animals she opens up and is very tranquil. She likes to hang around the De Drinkpots for the quietness, tranquilty, and many animals that seem to be there. I only have a head planned out so far, and the tail. I plan on making a picture of her form since im sure it wont be avaible on TEF The account name is VioletMullberry. At the time i thought mimosapubica would be to hard to remeber. It is soooo easy now. More later!

The animal swished its tail, nibbling on what was left of a swathe of green grass. Fall was coming, so the grasses were becoming tougher, wilting or freezing depending on the flux of hot and cold weather. Iphea raised his head, inhaling the crisp air before he began his trot in to the First Forest. His destination was the Great Oak, smiling as he went. A meal awaited him there, a meal of acorns.

Iphea's instincts took him to find more acorns than he could eat. The closer to winter, the more the stag had to bulk up. There would be no food soon, with all of the plants beginning to go dormant for the seasons of sleet, ice, and snow again.

The shade of those huge branches was dappled with even darker shades. Little, semi-round achenes littered the ground. They ticked and scuffled as the big stag walked through them, snuffling to find the ripe kernels. They crunched between his lower-teeth and the hard palette that replaced his upper ones, such as would be found in any other deer. The distinct taste of acorns filled his senses, and he grunted in appreciation. He would fatten himself up off of them for the next months.

Alle dem fra Danmark Skriv lige her plz

See below the cut for details and story.