hi everyone, my fawn is spending its last few days in the forest before he grows up to be a magnifecent stag, just a quick thank you who made my days as a fawn a joy, and i hope to see your deer in the forest soon xx

( i don't know why i wrote this)

contains language

Name---Kiane Reef
Orientation---?


Traits--She doesn't open up easily to others.
Silent
Calm
Temper
Loving {once you know her}



I didn't choose this,but then again as human do we ever choose what happens to us.I'm talking about fate or as some would call it destiny.We don't choose our parents or our family.There supposed to make us into the people we will become,to shape our character in other words.


To me that never happened,if I explain a small bit of my past you might come to understand my train of thought.At a first glance you see a 18 girl trying to escape home.What could possibly be so terrible that I would want to leave.At age three all of my memories have been one: My parents screaming and yelling at each other,My dad is always gone cheating somewhere and getting high.
My mother stays drunk all the time and locks herself in her room.My sister of 16 has officially slept with every guy in her grade,and she's also anorexic.Just your typical average loving American.family insert sarcastic tone.I don't need anybodies dam sympathy,not that anyones spared me a thing.Now you know about my world not hell but it certainly isn't heaven.



{I haven't made a new character in a while and I don't know if this character will be of any interest to anyone,probably not.Anyway this bio is still in the works. }

It was fall, but the chilling breeze of winter blew though the autumn air. A young buck trotted along the side of the river and walked on the bridge. He saw the moon and star's reflection shining on the water. One tear fell from his cheek and fell in the water, but the deer fought the rest of his tears and walked on, hoping to find a life...

And he kept walking and walking. He and his crush, Veronica, had broken up. He did not know when this sadness would end. It was like love was a knife- when one does not love another anymore the knife starts stabbing at him or her, and the blood that bled out was his or her tears.

Tired, Sokka flopped down and began to sleep, but his past kept him awake.
"**** her! Why should I even care about Veronica!" he yelled in his mind. That seemed to do the trick, for right after he thought so, he fell asleep.

But still, his dreams were nightmares of him and the things that made his life horrible.

This is the story of my deer, Peirce.



The forest was eerily quite. Only the chirping of birds can be heard. Peirce the fawn loved to play in the forest, run in the meadows, chase butterflies, and play with other fawns. This day he had been so excited to play that right when he woke up he ran deep into the forest while his mother was asleep. But after waiting for the sound of a deer running though the woods, or to see a deer run around, Peirce could not see or hear anything but birds. The fawn did not know why no deer came out today, so he sighed and headed back. He wanted to see his mother on this silent day. Peirce stopped. He thought he had heard something. For a moment the fawn stood, waiting for anymore signs of something there, but the sound didn't come again. So Peirce kept walking back, when he heard the sound of a deer's hooves pounding the ground. A deer! Which was his mother when he saw the doe run towards him. "Peirce! What are you doing? Get to safety NOW!!" The mother yelled. Peirce tilted his head in confusion.
CRACK!
"Follow me!"
CRACK!
Peirce followed his mother, unaware of what was happening. The fawn heard another crack, and saw his mother's right hind leg bleeding. "Run, Peirce! Run!"
Peirce ran as fast as he could. As he ran he heard two more cracks, no following cracks afterward. But he still ran, as his mother said so. Peirce kept running until he found a little spot surrounded with bushes, flowers and rocks.
The fawn waited for his mother.
Peirce waited for hours. Soon it started raining. Peirce usually liked the feeling of cool, wet rain droplets falling down his back, but this time he didn't. He had waited for his mother for a long time, and he rather would be rained on with his mother. And he waited... and waited...


Peirce could hear the sound of his own hooves clopping the ground. Why did a fool like him wait so long? The fawn must find his mother. Or maybe his mother was looking for him.

Hi! I'm BluedeerLegend18 and i'm new. You might know me on Wolfquest as mynameisfaolan. Anyways, I am learning new things about the community and I try hard not to mess up, so please don't get mad at me if I do. Over time, and the same thing happened on Wolfquest, I will get better. I really hope i meet new friends and have fun on The Endless Forest!

So... see you in the forest, I guess.

UPDATE: Hi! I know I have been very slow getting to requests. It has been a problem, and after much thought given my current circumstances, I have come to a decision.

It is with great regret that I must step away from doing requests at this time. I am sorry that I will not be able to get to any more at this time. Since Hurricane Harvey ripped through Houston, issues related to that hurricane have created much more work for everyone at the college where I teach. I also have a larger than usual teaching load to help a colleague whose spouse is very ill.

Hopefully I will be able to come back at a later date. Until then, please accept my sincere apologies for this inconvenience, especially for those who were hoping for work.

Please take care, all.

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Thanks for your requests!

UpDate: 1/22/11

I have just a few things to say before I say how Scarlet is:

For One, Scarlet is more of the other half of what I am and tends to act in ways that many might not understand. So if she acts like she scared of you, or runs for no apperent reason, Please don't blame yourselves or think that she's odd. Thats just her being shy.

Scarlet is getting better and getting to that age where she becomes more social. But in most case, she will tilt her head with any new stag or doe she meets. But If she is attacked or taunted, expect her to stare at you or fight back. She is by no means a push over.

Scarlet's appearence:

Scarlet looks like an orca, her pelt has the orca skin and she has a mask of an orca. Her antlers however, have blue and red feathers on them, almost looking like a crown. She refused to wear doe antlers, so this is what she would rather have. Her symbol looks like a smiling bird face, upside down.

She will sometimes have just her normal antlers, which changes her personally abit and mellows her shy nature into a more bold way

Scarlet's personality with the Feathered Crown Antlers:

Shy-
She is mosty shy, due to that fact that many deer would ignore her as a fawn. She really has a hard time getting use to others, even though one deer she would rather be with then others. Expect her to either run or tilt her head.

Playful-
She loves to play, running and jumping around like a little fawn. Once you get to know her, she is like a little ball of fun with much energy to spare. She will warm up to you, if you give her a chance.

Alert-
Sometimes, when there's deers that she can't quite reconise, she can become very tense around others. This is rare for her to be like this, since she is mostly shy.

Anger-
This is the least thing that she does, only to a few that take off when she's sitting for a long time or when being made fun of.

..Longest hiatus evar. Aha...


Hi. Um, for those who know my oldishness, it doesn't come as a suprise. ;P How are you? Nice Christmases? I hope so.

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AF

[center]Urgh... yeah that's how I feel for the most part. Sunday I was basically bed ridden with some NASTY damned bug of god knows what... honestly, I blame the ham I had on Saturday for it B| Seriously that stuff was EVIL I swear to god.

Basically it was honey 'glazed' ham however... it was almost 99% honey with 1% HAM. Seriously... do you want some HAM with your HONEY? Or do we just want to overpower your taste buds into a doomed state of OMFG THIS IS WAY TOO STRONG @_@ Ugh, I didn't mind it but after awhile that flavor was just too overpowering to bear.

So yeah, Sunday I was completely bed ridden for the most part, I started doing the typical thing of upchucking anything that I forced down my throat at like 4am in the morning. And I couldn't keep anything down for the majority of the day, it was a routine... really. About every 2 hours I would get up, hobble my way to the bathroom and just blech. Sure, at 4am I had stuff in my stomach (not that you would want to know that) but after the first two waves, all I was doing was letting out the liquid I drank (Which was a little bit of water) and after that? Just whatever would come up @_@;;;;

Monday, feeling a bit better. After taking medicine (And miracles happening to keep it DOWN) but I was still for the most part bed ridden and in my attempts to stand for more than 5 minutes without getting a terrible wave of Dizziness were failed. However I was capable of sitting at my computer for a short time before having to hobble my ass back to bed and lay there for the rest of the day. I fell asleep after taking one last kick of medicine and woke up around 11pm. Heated up some soup, and now I'm seemingly recovering from it for the most part.

I'm capable of walking around, no dizziness, etc. and am capable of sitting for awhile without going BLARG. But I'm not quite up to par, I know I'm still a bit sick (Still have a bit of a fever) but at least for the most part it's done. Ugh, I hate being bed ridden...