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Little Prince snorted at Jeremey and pawed the ground impatiently as he leaned in the entry way of the stall admiring Sierra.
"Easy boy"she said as she stroked the jealous horses neck.Immediately Little Prince calmed and let her continue grooming him.
"You have a way with animals "he professed.
She smilled as her icy blue eyes connected with his caramel eyes for a moment.
That moment sent a chill down her spine."He trusts me"she said simply.
She put the brush away and exited the stall and latched it so that Little Prince could not come out.


"Shall we go back to the castle?"Jeremy suggested.
"I should go check in on Philip and changed"she mused
"Philip?"he said with a questioning tone.
"He's my adopted son that was left for me to take care of when I was in the mortal world.But to me he is my son."she did not know why she felt th need to explain this to him ,but regardless she did.

"So kind"he said but his words were barely a whisper.
"Would you do me the honor by joing me for dinner in the garden tonight?'
"I..." She did not want to seem rude.

I was just writing another story fairly long one I might add.I wasn't even through with it but I accidently hit the backspace button which sent me to another page and know all my writting is gone.Dangit this is not my night.

I was in the forest and nice characters were casting on me. but i have the MASK & ANTLERS ALREADY. I just need the right pelt, the red, black, and white one, please if you could help me, poh and please tell me what the pelts' called, lol. thanks!

I've been trying to reply to posts, and I keep getting an error message ("must specify author"). Anyone have an idea what the problem may be?

While kira was in the woods, she noticed that it was raining and ran to take cover. She went to the play-ground an slept under a rock for a while. Then a fawn entertained her by trying to get up on the big rocks with the other deer but kept falling off. Oh the good old days when that happened to me.

I had a strange idea that there was a reason you had a 'bed time'. My thought was that by midnight there was a night wolf that roamed around, looking in your window to make sure you were asleep, and if you stayed up late you would be in danger of being eaten by him. My brother had a similar idea but it was a dragon instead of a wolf for him (which is really ironic, because he likes wolves and I like dragons). The wolf was really there to make sure I was taking care of my body by going to bed and getting enough sleep each night, and when he peeked in and saw I was asleep, he'd move on to the next house.

I came up with this idea long before I developed my misconceptions and general hatred for wolves, because it was before the Internet was really created. Since I'm in a better mindset and have more respect toward them, it makes me feel good that I can talk about this once again without having these negative thoughts toward the animal.

So remembering this old idea made me wonder if that was Quad as a wolf in his early life protecting me. Did he actually exist long before I really knew him?

I may write a story about this, it's really intriguing me remembering such an old idea.

~We'll see how this post turns out - it's my first post and I know not a thing about css/html!!!!~

A work-in-progress bio of my stag, Shalaco.



Here he is!
Overview:
Shalaco hasn't been in the forest very long, and is quite young. As such, he can act silly and immature at times. He's extremely friendly (almost to a fault), and loves every deer he meets (even fawns and annonymous deer). He very much wants to be friends with everyone and is quick to nuzzle, snuggle, and trust. Being friendly, he doesn't like confrontation. If a deer were to challenge him, he'd simply run off and find someone else to play with.
Playing, running in circles, and spell-spamming are some of his favorite things. He loves the playground and ruins especially, but he can be found anywhere he thinks he'll have fun.
Likes:
playing, running, dancing, spell-spamming
Dislikes:
bullies, turning into a frog


Yes, Shalaco enjoys being silly. He loves to get a laugh.