Falcon's bio was moved to my main account. It can be located here. Sorry for the inconvinence.

Hey everybody! Im not new on here, I have another account too so if you wanna check out that one my name is Pickles9.

Hope to see you in the forest!

Mk a while ago i posted some stuff about the day of the dead pelt & antlers...mk heres the thing...i know several people arnt going to help in like months so ill have to wait another year if yall dont post in the next 6 or 7 weeks...so im begging yall people with the older version to help meh out ._.

Okay sooo if you would like to help post on here & meet me on the bridge on halloween. One of my characters has that grey pelt, the deer antlers (Or you could say the big ones), & thee brown mask with the little wings on the sides. My other one has a brown pelt & both the orca antlers & mask. The first one i told you about was the one i wanted the day of the dead pelt on.the brown one i wanted the day of the dead antlers from a very awesome person who has the older version of the game. After so if you ever need my help with anything like making a new look & getting all the right peices for you then just contact me. E-mail: Lambyfang36@live.com Idc if weirdos talk to me on there i have more than one e-mail thanks. (You can also contact me on my e-mail if you'd like to help)

-Blue
Lambyfang36@live.com

Hi there,

I'm trying to get a real deer mask, and a few deer in the forest have been helping to cast mask spells on me (without me even saying anything here, they were really nice, haha) but I haven't been able to get the real/natural looking deer mask. Would anyone be willing to help me out?

-Calamity


P.S. Whoever this deer is, thank you for spending so much time trying to help me! I probably looked really ungrateful, just standing there. :C

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Hey everyone :3 I'm trying to get Shaila the "real deer" mask (because who doesn't love the scary deer sound) and I need a little help! If you're interested please let me know :3 I'm waiting on the bridge by the watering hole! I'd really appreciate it if someone could cast mask magic on me until I can grab it XD

It's taken me one week to find someone who doesn't pretend I'm not there or tells me to go away. Thank you very much for giving me the colour I wanted.

While I'm here I might as well say hello. My screen name is Cy (pronounced 'sigh'), and I really don't do much. I'm not the same as players here, I can see people get quite involved. I must confess I'm not a roleplaying or character building type, and I doubt you'll see anything more from me than this blog entry.

My enjoyment of this game is simple. Nobody wanted to play with me as a fawn, and for many days the whole forest was either asleep or sitting down with friends so I've learned to play the game by myself. I like walking around and finding nice places, but I don't see the game as it is advertised. Aside from peaceful yes, as one is normally on ones own. I pretend Cy, my stag avatar, is the alien of the forest, where something about him means he is shunned and unapproachable. I chose my stags colour to reflect that in his face.

I am impressed by the drawings and biographies here. My personal favourites so far are Syongery-Ytuh, Iaurdagnire and Jagjit. I like Jagjit's name and all the artwork in these biographies, but you are all very talented, in truth. I feel as I look through more you should all have your character on a collector card.

I shall end it there. It is nice that a game like this exists where you can do what you want without obligation.

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It's over. It's over. She's gone to find better things. A better stag. I knew from the moment I met her, you know...I warned her... That I wouldn't be good enough. Sooner or later, she'd see that.
I thought I'd be more prepared, knowing that.
...I hope she'll be happy. I hope she'll find a better stag than me, who'll love her stronger and purer and better. I hope she and him will raise a lot of fawns together, the way she wants.
The way she wants more than me. Really, it makes perfect sense. I didn't deserve her. This is just the world falling to balance. Like... Like... I'm sorry. I can't come up with a simile today. I'll try harder.

I don't recall right now exactly what I did then, when all the choices were made. I think I ran for a while, beating my hooves out against the ground like the pouring of rain, my world so hot with loss that I'd have welcomed real rain. Or maybe I broke something, smashing up stones in my hooves, more and more until my breath couldn't take it, thundering the rocks breaking like hearts or crumbled cheese. Certainly, something was broken... And when I came to myself, head pressed against the cool stone bridge, my hooves were hot and sore.

Then someone came and worriedly gave a bow, and when I sat back down (I cannot refuse a greeting from someone who greets me, no matter my mood. No one should waste their time on my feelings.), she sat down with me. I sat by the birdge with that mini doe, until she had to leave.

Then it was all restlessness, trying to find a place where I could be alone. After all, there are people in this world -- I think -- foolish enough to have good opinion of me. And because, in the end, my heart doesn't matter. That's clear enough, isn't it?

I tried sitting underwater and in flower patches, and both times, I let myself to thing... That if I just sat there long enough, if I didn't move for long enough....