Quatar glowered at the blue backed fawn on the grass. This was stupid. Why am I so mad? I have no real reason to be. It's not like the little whelp did anything to me. Damnit! Get a hold of yourself!! Silently admonishing himself, Quatar shook his antlered head in frustration. This was getting him nowhere. Turning his face skyward, sniffed at the flower scented night air. Peaceful. But why? Why such unrest within my soul? Why am I in such turmoil?
The heavens lay dark in the great expanse above as the many ancient souls glittered. What is it? What secrets do you wield that I should be so troubled? I don't understand.
It had been years since he had felt such foreboding. Blessed with the gift of the heavens? Was that a gift? The ability to feel the magic of the Fathers? Was it not better to live out ones life in ignorant bliss? And now the sudden appearance of this blue backed fawn. Were the Fathers trying to warn him? But what great troubles were to come to the Celestial Forest? The most sacred of forests.
Gazing up at the Souls of the Fathers, questioned aloud. "I have been the Forest Guardian of this sacred place for nigh unto an hundred millenia. And I am no longer young. Why? Why does these troubling times come in my era? Do you wish to punish me for something wise Fathers? No. I know, I know. Ye do not control the wrongs of this world. Ye were tasked with one thing and one thing only by the Divine Ones, to watch over the Children of the Forests. I know. All too well. Such a simple command, and yet so hard. And what am I? A go between? A prophet? Hardly. A guardian. Yes. I know what I am. I have been this for so many years. And yet I still find it such a heavy burden. Oh, but I'm prattling at myself. Never mind. Never mind." Sighing heavily, Quatar felt suddenly tired, feeling my age probably, and nestled down into the tall swaying grass.

I sit and listen the nightingales calling, my heart leaping with every dawning.
My body a tingle with every falling, to sing in the dark of every porling.
In the dark of night awake, the dancing souls in the heavens bait,
And I feel alive in memories wake, to live and love another mate.

In the silence that falls a sunder, falling like a roar of thunder,
I listen to the others calling, like a birch tree sudden falling.
Calling me to join the dance, in a line of perfect prance,
In the silence dim, like a minstrels waking dawn,
I sit and listen to the nightingales calling,
Calling for the faithful souls a home.

Well that sucked, but for a first try, it ain't too bad. Not too bad at all. Oh well. I guess you could say that I ain't that good at poetry. And in truth, I stink.

Can anyone help me with this?
When I try to comment on a blog or picture a thing comes up and says: You have to specify a valid author.(Then a bunch of numbers)
Also, does your deer become a fawn, then a minideer, then a full adult?

Patti thoughts, ( Ayala's human operator.. )




Sorry I've been away for so long. It's been a while since my character's red fawn racing days around the pond. I've been training as an EMS and security dispatcher at work and my days and nights have been turned upside down around the clock. Summer wanes in Minnesota, but still, just the first hints of autumn cool show themselves as a season changes. I have more sun yet to celebrate out here in real life free time. Still more than enough to spare.

Patti


Ayala's thoughts--



I met my shining one in the light of instant love today. He is magnificent. He gave me the guise of a blue bird, one I have never seen before, with the green fullness of life around my neck, and a pelt of soft shimmering silver, gold and gray. He is as dark as rich tamarack earth with a full grace of shell dawn glowing antlers with a mask of eyeless bone like that of a final sleeper. I do not know his name, his soul glyph is wordless air, but his heart is very clear. We slept by the crossing logs in the middle of the forest and were content. Hours flew like minutes and I forgot my quest to seek my father.. Will I gain a fawn from my new soulmate Prince of mine? Only time will tell.

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The battle was over.wounded deeply he limped to a rock were he would rest.he sat on top in grief as one of his friends had died in that war.proud of his victory but in deep depression he sat on the rock until bowing his head in shame did he hit a piece of rock.the bit fell off into the grass siting there non moving with no life.he stared at it for a while then looked to the moon.there were more fireflys out than usual and he smiled.but then he stared closer.no.....these were not fireflys!they were stars being caried down from the sky by forest magic.they filled the lifeless un moving rock bit and it glowed.it floated toward the river and made a bit of a bridge.he stepped off the rock and it broke into bits and followed the glowing bit.before him sat a bridge and his fallen companion standing at the bridge giving him a friendly nudge he did so back and left the buck to join the deer in the stars.

But i can't draw, at all..
and if someone can throw out some sketches of Ainsley and i just describe him that would be fantastic.


Appearance
Set - Nightfall pelt, NOH mask, real deer antlers.
He's a young adult. short compared to most males.
He only is 3 feet tall to the shoulders and is very awkward looking.
His antlers are off, one side is shorter than the other.
He's very nice, but not so confident in his look.
Pretty shy, stays away from fights.
I like the colors of the nightfall pelt but i want him to have
a different design as a pelt, if that makes some sense.
the mask can stay as it is. I'd like him to have a special
mark somewhere on his pelt, like a star or a heart.
He looks intimidating or 'scary' since he looks so odd.
um, if you need more details then please just ask.
I'm not very good at explaining things either. Dx
I fail.

Name - Ainsley
Picto - x
Gender - Male
Age - Young adult
Orientation - Straight
Set - Nightfall pelt, NOH mask, Real Deer antlers.

Ok i thought it would maybe be fun to right stories About The backstory on TEF deer masks ruins etc...so if you want to help me do this please comment!Please leave a little more than a basic idea im new.And if Auriea already did i didnt see it!