Hi. I just joined yesterday and I'm seeing lots of deer with different colored pelts and stuff. I saw on Yahoo! Answers that fawns can't change the color of their pelt/mask/ect. Is that true?

Thanks. :3

Dareh needs his mini-spell and his set.

He needs the real deer mask, and a pelt and antler I don't know...

http://endlessforest.org/community/dareh

That link can help you get my set.

Dareh is in the forest. He is IC, but he is mostly online just for his set. He will be waiting at the Twin Gods.

Hope someone will help!

This does effect him in-game.

Ok, so I'm working on a series. It's a bit like Guardians of Ga'hoole (the books inspired me to write the book), but also extremely different. It's about wolves. There is one wolf, Carcal Dechingal, who decided to create an army to take over the world, with literally millions of wolves. They wanted to take over the wolves first, as that would be step to controlling the world. They called themselves the Farchel. Another army was created, the Gympotok warriors, who would protect the wolves. This started a war that lasted for years, decades, centuries. When Carcal Dechingal died, they decided that they would have a new leader, and call it the Carcal Dechingal. And each Carcal Dechingal would get replaced when they die.
The Gymptok didn't really have a leader, but they did have a wolf who would guide them to the right path. Though they didn't really call them "leaders". One day the Farchel and the Gympotok had a really big battle, and they both suffered great losses. Any wolf that survived died from his or her wounds later.

It was sad that the Gympotok has died, but the Farchel where wiped out too. The wolves would not have to worry about the Farchel anymore.

Now it's the present. A pack thrives, and in it's newest litter, there is indeed a runt. He name is Bramble. He has very dark brown fur. Everyone pup except Silver taunts and mocks him. Bramble feels bad everyday. Silver feels sorry for Bramble, but he ignores her and goes on with his miserable life. The pups' mother tells them stories about the Gympotok and the Farchel.

One day the pack is attacked by another pack. Everyone in the pack dies- except Silver and a few of her other siblings. They go on a journey and discover something- the Gympotok were alive!

An interaction blog for this character. Had this running in my head for a while and finally got around to making it. Wasn't sure about the category, heh.

How many Whirled players do we have here? I know of a few. Still, even if the number is low, I wanted to give my fine fellow forest dwellers a taste of a big upcoming release.

Hi!

I'm on my way to Finland on one of Tallinks ships called "Star". And I'm very disappointed.
So why?

I was hungry so I went to one of the cafe to buy some food. When I came to the cafe I found out that the ships crue thinks that the whole world is only Finnish and Estonian people. There was nothing in English. And I can only English here. So I stood there and waited for the girl working there to ask me what I want (so I could ask her for some help)... And here comes the most annoying part. She saw me standing there but she just shit in me. She didn't came to me but only continued to talk with the other who worked there.

And the Finnish people here is so loud. They only scream here


So now you understand why I'm so disappointed. :( :(

P.S. Tallink is a cruise ship company


Hope that you have a better day than me.

A continuation of New World.

Yes, this is the day when I have to run up and down the stairs to do laundry. It's a funny word now. Laundry. Dry laun. Oeh? And I must be going now, my reservation is from 13:00 to 15:00, so you will not see me between these times. Byeh!

Edit: Now, I'm finally done with the laundry, so if anybody wishes to see me in the forest, speak now, for when my boyfriend comes home, there will be no time to play.

Like a cold summers rain in soaks you to the skin
That cold chill remains forever with you.
Baring no expression
Feeling no pain
Or rather nothing at all

Depression creeps in and never lets you be
The clock ticking is the only sound you hear
Caring about nothing makes your life seem useless
Looking to the moon for answers
It is silent as it was before

Day after day life begins to have no meaning
Ambiton,love,even obsession
You have no more
If this continues surely you'll wither away
Or find yourself drowning in a puddle of rain.
Who am you might ask.
That itself is a complicated question
But this I'll day I struggle with the same enmy you do
But lets try to fight together
To live another day.