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One of my favorite forest activities is simply running across the forest floor with other deer. There's something so majestic about the unified movement as we all leap over obstacles together. Running alone is never as satisfying. Seeing things with no one to share them with is almost pointless. Symphony often runs alone. It's usually quiet when I'm awake. The other deer are all lying down or sleeping. Motionless. I pass by the occasional fellow insomniac and we might exchange greetings, but it's a strange feeling being one of the only ones awake. Or perhaps we're both too shy to play together, so instead we part ways and continue running alone in the quiet.

It can be lonely, but every now and then we do enjoy the silence. Being alone under the roof of trees as the light filters down, making the dust look like pixie dust in the sun rays. Although I usually don't stay still for long. I like to practice casting spells on unsuspecting sleepers and leaping from rock to rock at the playground. Sometimes Symphony practices sparring techniques whilst the others rest.

There's always something to do in the forest, quiet or lively. Although when the friendly and playful deer are all awake, even the shyest deer feel like they can be a part of things, meet new friends and remember their names to play in the future.

Something I've noticed is that I very rarely see deer sleeping alone. It's almost comforting in a way, although Symphony hardly ever lies down next to another deer, unless it's only for a moment to cast spells, being far too shy. When deer lie down to rest, they pair up, although the deer don't necessarily know one another. It makes sense; it's warmer, it feels safer, and of course, it's very nice to keep another deer company. It can certainly get lonely in the quiet. After learning a valuable lesson about forest cliques, Symphony is determined to be less of a loner, and to try and run with the herds more often.

I would like to hear others' opinions on making characters. For example, I know some prefer to make one or two and perfect them, while others create many. Spurred from a memory of when I myself was lectured for having one too many.

Personally, I quite enjoy spilling ideas. Sometimes I will place a name to a design, just for labeling purposes, but I don't consider this quite a character. To me, a character is truly born the moment I roleplay them. Any time before that, they are simply a list of what I deem interesting attributes. I'll often tuck these lists away, and purposely forget about them. There's something thrilling about stumbling across something wonderful, and knowing full well it's yours. Sort of like finding a twenty dollar bill in a jacket you haven't worn for half a year.

On the other hand, I know a person who routinely "kills off" their characters for fear of having too many to keep up with.

Just food for thought. I'd like to hear other takes on the matter.

I had my first negative forest experience today so it prompted me to write my first blog entry. I was genuinely excited to see the number of deer in the forest today. Perhaps I'm never awake during the times when most other deer are, but for me, it was the most other deer I'd ever had the opportunity to roam the forest with. Generally, it's quite easy to make friends; you walk up to one another, greet each other in some way, and then if there is mutual interest in casting spells or leaping over rocks and fallen logs together, then a new friendship is born.
I've noticed that some deer, older deer most likely, have formed their own little herds with whom they spend their time with. What I didn't get to experience until today was the exclusiveness of said herds. I happened across a large group of frolicking deer, who seemed to be doing nothing in particular, and I thought to join them. I bowed to the group and greeted each deer with an exchange of sniffing and perhaps playful rearing. However, one deer didn't return my greeting, but instead stood shaking its head repeatedly. Afraid I'd somehow offended it, I began a nearly 15 minute long ordeal of trying to express I was merely trying to make friends. Apparently, none of this made sense to the deer that had given itself brain damage by the repetitive shaking of its head.
Now, I know there's some deer that are just more likable than others, but instead of leaving me alone, the deer started to try to pick a fight with me. It followed me around and made aggressive motions toward me until several of the other deer caught on and did the same thing. So it was that simple. I was being shunned in the peaceful endless forest. It was a disturbing psychological experience, finding that even through simple gestures, and even through knowing absolutely nothing about another deer, there's already cliques and prejudices going on. Instead of feeling hurt, however, I was fascinated.

((I'll write their origin story later. Pseudo bio here))


He took his usual sip of pond water, cooling his body during the unusually hot day. Quad sat up, sniffing the air. Something was off, he could smell something familiar...he sensed danger close.

The blackbuck noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Two faint eyes seemed to glow from the cover of a willow tree. The glow was green, nearly camoflauged through the leaves.

He tilted his head curiously. He knew there were a few creatures in the Endless Forest whose eyes had a glow, but this seemed more like a threat...stalking him.

"Hello?", he asked. The eyes moved just slightly. Quad caught a whiff of the scent again, and immediately a shiver shot through his body - Iugulare! The creature smelled like her infection. He was more alert now, his eyes locked on the glow.

The creature approached, passing through the leaves of the willow, revealing himself. Quad was surprised to see him as a skeleton, though he didn't look quite like his deer friends who had skulls on their faces. This creature was different, it had sharper teeth and the face was different.

"What are you? A wolf?", he questioned. The creature opened it's mouth, rows of sharp fangs that seemed to snarl quietly at him. The creature didn't speak or make any noises other than strange creaking sounds as it moved the bones of its body. Quad took a defensive stance, calling out, "Stay back!"

The creature didn't heed his warning, and when it got close, Quad attacked, slamming his zombie antler into the threatening creature. Quad watched as the bones hit the ground, and then he noticed the bones seemed to be covered with the black infection. This had to be Iugulare's work!

"At least that's over...", Quad began to say, but then he saw as the creature's body reformed seemingly quickly.

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