[=10]edit: made a little change, with regards to the characters' belief of what gender the child is.
"I don't want you anymore."
From opposite sides of the room, they stared at eachother, male to female, day to night, light to dark. His auburn eyes burned at her, filled with tears that he was ashamed to shed. Her cerulean orbs stared calmly back at him, blank.
"You can't...you can't."
"Watch me."
"Please--please, Ven, my child, my child..."
"You don't deserve her."
A choked, rattled sob. A weathered hand covered the man's mouth, and now he was staring brokenly not at her, but at her rounded stomach.
"Please, please, please, don't, we'll sort it out, I'll--anything, please--"
"You had your chance."
When she turned away from him, heading towards the door, he lunged forwards desperately and tried to grab her wrist. Reflex kicked in and she whipped it away from him, stared at him for a split second, and then stepped outside.
"Don't try and follow. You wouldn't survive."
"Please--"
"I don't want you. She doesn't want you. Do us all a favour and stay away from my child."
"Our child, he--she--is our child!"
"You're no father."
The man moved forwards, but did not take a step outside the door, staring after her desperately.
"I could be, please, Ven, give me a chance, give me a chance I--anything, I promise you--"
"You had your chance."
"What did I do?! Ven--Ven--let's talk about it, please just come back inside--"
Slowly, she turned to him, smiling coldly.
"Why don't you come outside, baby? When 'your' little girl grows up, she's going to want to play outside, isn't she?
Well, I've abandoned the idea of Mufazzals new apperance with melted face, ash pelt and glowing antlers. It's also way too tragic and makes no sense that the sunbird will punish him for longing for her. So instead, when Mufazzal visits the sunbird in the sky, she still tells him to stay on earth, but gives him candles burning with her fire to keep him company at night. Sounds better, eh? And getting the candlers is also easier than getting the halloween antlers or glitch the devout pelt to stay.
But I still need someone to give me the candles (And the Kabuki pelt, if they want)
So... Haha, second time I ask for help, but this one is more realistic.
(This project is now canceled and Mufazzal will now have the long face mask, Kabuki pelt and red flowers)
... So this is Peirce's mother's death story! With The Lion King music! Yay! I was going to add pictures but it's hard work, so no. Sorry.
Read each part with the music on. It fits.
And here it is!
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The forest seemed peaceful. Birds chirped and the wind rattled though the trees' leaves. A beautiful, blue doe with long fur stepped out of the bushes. She was followed by a multicolored fawn which she had named "Peirce", which meant "rock". The doe had named her fawn this, because Peirce seemed as tough as a rock.
They continued their way home. Though something did not feel right. It felt like a big wind rushed though their hollow bodies. Though they did not worry about it much, they just kept walking home, unaware that the forest was not as peaceful as it seemed.
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And as Peirce and his mother were walking, they heard a low, fierce growl. The growl turned into a roar, one that Peirce would never forget. "Cougar!" His mother screeched. "Go! Run!"
Peirce did not think. He did as his mother told him. He tried to run faster than his little legs can carry him. He felt the cougar gaining up on him... he could hear it's breath... and he could already hear the cougar crunching his bones. That thought made him run faster. His mother was in front as she could run faster. She dodged trees in jumped over logs, and shrieking, "Run faster, Peirce!" Peirce ran faster than the wind. He did not look back.
They didn't hear the growls of the cougar anymore. They stopped, and looked at each other. "That-" Peirce began to say, but then a roar cut him off.
I've known this game for over 3 or 4 years, I've only recently started getting back into it after forgetting about it for awhile, now that I'm older I realize how addicting this game is. I'm fourteen, and quite mature for my age, I think I started playing the game when I was ten or eleven, around that time. Had no clue what i was doing, haha. So now that I'm older, I can voice my opinions.. Honestly, it's probably better that it doesn't have a chat box, and I'm not just saying that because people would probably take advantage of it with spam, or hate, or unneeded judgement or sexual behavior. Not having a chat box and being based solely on interacting with the movements and communications of deer and spells, adds to the originality of the game. You don't get many games like that, even for the "younger" games, most of them all have chat boxes that takes away from the originality, or just adds offensive behavior. Offensive behavior doesn't really offend me, but it ~can~ offend some people, but like I said, that's not the reason I'm typing this. It's pretty cool when you meet up with a deer in the forest, loose sight of them, and then say hours later find out they've been posting on your blog posts or found out on the community site, etc. Sort of like a surprise? Plus, I find it much more entertaining to communicate as a deer than with words, I've never really played such a addicting game, with amazing graphics and such a impressive storyline and game abilities, TEF is one of the best games I've played. And I'd say that it even surpasses some of the "great" MMORPG'S in my book. a lot of them lack originality with overrated things about them. I might get a lot of disagreement with that statement, but it's just a personal view.
The night had grown from a setting sun, setting the sky and air alight with pinpricks of pulsating radiance. Fireflies drew pictures of chemically-created light in the air, wings beating a million times a second to keep up with the light in front of them.
It was Phion whom they danced for. She had wondered what it would be like to see them all create something. Giggling, the doe asked for another picture, this time of a bird. The fireflies re-arranged themselves, moving ever more quickly to create the trick of lines that a deer saw. She smiled, thanking them. In response, the little beings covered her body in creeping, crawling kisses. They loved the doe, the fireflies, because she was like them. She was a source of light in the forest's darkness. And she did not swat at them when they got close.
Phion giggled a little louder, the light sound floating through the air like that of a nymph's laughter as they all lit up once, before flying off with a buzzling, blinking goodbye. Phion again was alone in the forest, save for a few crickets. Her eyes went to one singing a joyful song on a low blade of grass. Laying her slender neck to the earth, the doe smiled at the cricket. She asked nicely if he would allow her to sing as he played his toe-tapping fiddle. After a little persuasion, she finally was granted leave to sing. The sound was heavenly as it floated from her lips, and then the playing stopped. She had done it again. Again she had hypnotized another. Kissing the cricket, she apologized, saying that she would be content to just listen. After all, he had warned her and she was sorry.
The doe listened to the cricket's song, hardly listening to any of the forest around her...
This will be another opportunity to fight more of the rock hounds, and the Endless Forest deer will get some unlikely help this time. If you'd like to participate, let me know. Anyone can join in.
"Dig faster! I think we've found something here!", Iugulare's voice ordered. She watched as Anirapio and Nekumbra dug deep into the ground near the Ruins. The dragon and spider-doe huffed with each stroke into the ground, and little by little a massive skull was uncovered. "That's enough. I'll take over from here.", the stoat spoke, and climbing down into the ditch that the other two had dug, she studied the newly found bones.
"Interesting...this is another wolf skeleton like the rock hounds, but...", she began, Anirapio finishing her sentence, "It's huge compared to the others. This must have been the leader."
"Leader? I'm confused, I thought those 'alpha' rock hounds were the leaders.", Nekumbra questioned. Iugulare looked over to her, [=darkgrey]"Mhmm...those ones were high ranking, but even they bowed down this this one.
I'll try some set testing including the grey pelt, long face mask and the big, red halloween-ish antlers. I am considering to change the apperance of Mufazzal into this set as a part of a story. I can tell you about it.
The rumor of Mufazzal's birth is that he rose from the ashes of a burning feather, which once belonged to the sunbird. He desires the sun, wanting to meet his "mother", and somehow he managed to reach the sun - don't ask how, maybe he flew, maybe he did it in a dream, or other strange things - but the sunbird rejected him, telling that his life is on earth, but Mufazzal got too close and almost burned up. The sunbird brought him back to the forest before he died, but his face was melted and covered with a mask, his fur burned to ashes and his antlers were hosts to many glowing red ambers, making them light forever.
I don't know if I'll stick to this story, letting it be reality or get back to his normal set again as if nothing happended, but I will at least try this set for a while, and see if I like it.
And it is HERE that one of you people out there get into the picture. I want you to help me with the hallowen red antlers - maybe the whole set - if any of you know how and want to give me these antlers. It's just a project, but it might be permanent. Anyone fresh?
(I'll soon leave, we are going to see a movie, but if anyone wants to help, I'll contact you as soon as I can)
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Rannoch likes getting in the middle of things... literally. 
