Well, I survived the last few weeks of the semester and my finals. What did I miss?

Also, I will be getting back to the requests shortly. I just need to do a few practice sketches because I haven't had a chance to draw for awhile.

Request thread: http://endlessforest.org/community/who-wants-some-redkora-art-update

Kinsha trained in the Forest one day, honing in on his ninja skills. He hid behind trees, scanned the area, and moved swiftly and silently. On a particular day, he happened to see something odd in the middle of an open area.

A red velvet cake sat on a plate in a patch of sunlight. Tilting his head, the ninja approached the strange object, sniffing it curiously. "What is this doing here?", he questioned. Inspecting the cake, he was very tempted to taste it, but he shook his head, "No, I must practice my discipline. I will sit here and watch this cake, and maybe I will learn it's purpose here."

So he sat and meditated by the cake. He reflected on the white icing, wondering how it tasted. But he refused to give into temptation.

During this time, Marik trotted by. Stopping, he looked over at the ninja and the cake. "A cake? Is this some kind of trick?", he questioned, and approaching, he asked Kinsha, "Is this your cake? It looks quite good..."

Kinsha shook his head, "It does not belong to me, but...", however before he could finish the statement, Marik had quickly taken a bite out of the cake. Kinsha watched as the other swallowed the chunk of it and wiped his mouth with his leg. "Mmm...a little dry. Oh well...", Marik spoke, and then walked off.

The inside of the cake was now exposed, and Kinsha was more tempted to try it now that someone else had taken a bite. But he waited, now nervous that the owner of the cake would blame him for it having a chunk missing.

At this time Quad noticed the cake there. He approached and bowed to Kinsha, then speaking, "What in the world is this?" Kinsha tried to explain to him what a cake was, but he tilted his head. Looking at the strange human delicacy, his mouth watered. "Just looking at it makes me want to try some. I know this isn't mine but since someone has already eaten some it wouldn't hurt to try a little.", he spoke, and bending down, he ate a piece of the cake as well.

I wanted an interaction blog too!

Peirce

Peirce woke up, forgetting where he was for a moment. He suddenly realized that he was in the cage in the Ruins, and he would be locked in there for one week. But it was for good. Then Peirce heard something. A deer. Nearby. He ignored the sound, hoping the deer would walk away.

Dareh

Dareh scratched the ground. He was mad. He was ready to put up a fight with this guy. The young Dik-dik charged... and jumped over a rock, landing on the top, on his belly, then falling down. "Darn it!" Dareh said, stomping on the ground. He had been trying to jump over the rock for hours. "I-I-I know I will jump over you, you-you stupid, um... j-j-just plain bad rock!" He yelled. Then... a few feet away... he saw a deer.

Voice

An eerie silence filled the forest as a tear rolled down a gray doe's face. But the doe was not "normal". No, she was what one would call a "ghost", or a "spirit". Voice believed she was just a dead doe who had not reached the stars yet due to unfinished business. But her business will never be finished, because Voice would never understand life and death. What good was life if there would be death? And why would there be death if she couldn't reach the stars? But Voice had to be... "happy", or whatever the other deer called it. She slowly stopped crying and looked at the night sky... and heard a sound of another deer coming. Voice's head went in different directions. "Who's there?

Ignaciaqua

Ignaciaqua was...bored. There was nothing to do but just sit around, in the wet, mudding, pond, looking at clouds in the sky, searching for shapes. She was lying on her back in shallow water. Water rushed over her belly. Ignaciaqua looked at the sky, and imagined herself as a fire dragon...

Bailey is very new to the forest and needs to learn the ways of the forest. She is very courious and she thinks she is big and powerful. She loves to spar for fun. To her, that is playing. So dont be confused if she walks up to you and shows her head! Cause she wants to play! :3

Under the cut.


WARNING: Long, long rant ahead.

I have thought of a good idea of an in-game game. So it would take two+ deer to play, and would be good for fawns to play to get to know all the actions, etc. One of the deer will choose either an action, or an emotion, for there category, so the other deer know what to do. Then the chosen deer will do about four actions/emotions, like actions, ROLf, rearing, etc, and the other deer have to copy the first deer. The first deer will nod yes at the ones that get it right, and shake no at the ones that were wrong. What do you think?

Miss Samorn is back for the summer.

if anyone has an extra 1st gen picto they have laying around, would anyone be willing to give one to me?
i could give you art in exchange for it ^_^?

http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227601_10150235879850067_628460066_9001916_4421412_n.jpg

This is a little something I wrote when thinking back over the years to my very first friendship, and it stands in honor of that.



((This was another incredibly bromance-filled visit to Seed's Poetry Corner. This was also a gift poem for Pega, Request Yours Today!))

You can moan as much as you like. I moved the conversation and I won't be replying to anything here. I'm simply keeping a record and will delete it when I'm satisfied with the outcome.