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Zexion's picture

{ The Cloaked Schemer }

I'm really sorry for all the edits, still getting used to this CSS also ;A;
AngelWings's picture

set help

I need help getting a set for Angel! She has defoult pelt, no mask and trumpet antlers! she needs the secretary bird pelt, whistling mask and the mini spell if your up for it. Please help

Questions? halp :(

Octuber is next month. That means i havee little time to do this~ so- ive seen people that have different chars and would like to confirm something small- You use a different log in, right? I still have to figure out Trey's Password lol. I plan on making a char but i would like a Skeleton hat from that big deer *-* Show me teh wayyyyy pweaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Midnightrose's picture

Don't hurt me {Dawn}

cicadia's picture

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Another reminder for myself.
Will be a roleplay/visual interaction blog.



Midnightrose's picture

Let's see

how many ''evil'' deers there are.

post the name of the deer and i'll draw it.

i will improve my drawing and see how many ''evil'' deers here are
AngelWings's picture

screenshot(done)

I need someone to take a screenie of Goddess today so I can finish her application for the rut. I can't take them for some reason. Maybe a close-up? Thank you!

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE
benevolence's picture

Oh TEF, how I've missed you so...

Haven't been on in two months, I feel ashamed. I just started establishing myself in June and ended up taking a leave after July 4th =\ Hopefully I can now pick up where I left off! Things always feel a bit foreign after not playing for so long...anyone else ever feel this way?

Newish

Um, Hi. As the title says, I'm kind of new. If anyone would be kind enough to help me out with my pelt/mask/antlers, I usually hang around the old tree. And I really like the peacock set. Eye
pattik1's picture

Ayala the Doe's First Frost...

What is this before my eyes? The pond bit my nose when I bent to drink this morning.
It was silent and still and hard as rock but it shattered beneath my vexed hoof afterwards
like stone, startling me into a panicked run.

What is this unkind wind that blows through my thin ebony coat? Even the trees of the
forest seem angry. They are turning all red and gold against the sky and all of them
throw acorns and pine cones on top of you whenever you pass too slowly underneath
them. Only the squirrels are happy!








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