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Snapshots

I decided to go incognito to take some shots of deer I spotted around the forest. Not my best shots but I didn't want to get too close. I have zero concept of space when I'm in first person, haha. I was trying to go around somebody and ended up beside them Sticking out tongue


Kept seeing this guy around. I think he's quite pretty, haha.
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sometimes I wander

I'm being selfish. But everything's alright, and I'll be back in a while.

You can message me if you want to talk.

eyestrain89 at gmail
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Testing

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Hello everyone.

Speechless

Ok, somtimes sombody would say somthing rally nice and i say somthing back like" aww thanks", when i really mea somthing like, umm. Well i just don't know how put my feelings into words. So when i say somthing boring to one of your comments i really mean more. Puzzled
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Anyone up for a coloring project?[Closed]

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Deer 'Morning Routine'?

I've been thinking about things I can do to help myself get more into the swing of things, something I've grown to have a bit of a problem doing. I love the sense of community TEF can foister...But sometimes, I just don't feel a part of this, which inspires me to be on less and shorter, and post less, and so on. I feel uneasy asking for help from people, so I'm going to reverse-engineer the thing.

TLDR, I'm trying to think of things to encourage my deer to stay on longer, when normally I'd just say 'no one I know is on' and log off: a routine that they need to go through, hopefully crossing paths with a deer I can play with, before I can log them off.

Here's my thoughts so far:

Seed: Wake up, get a drink from the idol and a little shower, collect fresh flowers, run a loop around the forest/do a little poetry

Hyacinth: Collect fresh flowers (this really needs expanding)

Witch: Get one shape-shift spell, find some shmuck to cast it on. Tea?

Any Suggestions? Any of you have things like this that I may learn from or that you'd just like to share?
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Life for Rascal

It was a lazy day for Rascal and he was getting bored.He went to The Pond and found a fawn and two deer to play with.Then suddenly when he wasn't looking the fawn went over to The Pond and was with another male fawn!Rascal was so sad.."Hm she wasn't that good anyway...."He said as he tried to keep away tears.Then when he was suddenly feeling as if he should just give up on trying to act like a stag...a beautiful girl fawn caught his eye."Why hello there dear,my aren't you a sight?Hm it's ugh...cold here in the forest isn't it?Here let me nuzzle you....to ugh keep you warm?Where are you going?Oh I see...Well have you ever seen another male fawn with these babies?"He then showed off his muscles and everything..."Honey where are you going?I brought you flowers!Oh your going in the Pond?Honey...OMG!I'm coming in don't worry!"He then searched for her in The Pond but he was running low on air.Rascal couldn't find the fawn and didn't have any choice but to get out of The Pond.He then walked to one of the nice deer from earlier and said,"I wouldn't go into The Pond if I were you.."He then cried and cried and doesn't really remember much since it was all in a daze...
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Foreer

Foreer.

I can imagine it.

I can imagine her, a pristine white coat with markings, a smudge down her nose, underneath her eyes, across her back, the fronts of her legs, and her hooves- as deep as it is brilliant, a royal blue, deeper than the sky at twilight. How? How? That I do not know.

I wander... What was it? What is it!

A small thing she is, no horns, never will be. No mask, she does not need it, it would obscure her view of nature she would say.

I can see.

I see her curled tresses drifting in the breeze as she rests in her favourite places, whether it be near the Twin Gods statues, betwixt a few trees, on nestled among the blossoms of the flowers. Why? Why? That I do not know.

She does not speak. Deer do not speak? Yes, right, but nor does she bellow or buck. Quiet as the drifting of a leaf in a pond, she is still for the most times, waiting. Waiting for what? That I do not know.

When others approach she'll bolt, bolt away! Away! Bolt back! Her hooves dance, Around! Around! Come! Where? That I do not know.

When does she come?

That.

Call for her, she might come.

But you be honest, you be true, for I know not what will happen to you.
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