Ourania



Axel


Nightshade


Merry Christmas c:

Hi i am Quartex, i will be at the pond in five min.... we can cast spells, meet me there, and have fun. See you there, i am waiting for FIVE MIN> FOR COMMENTS, OK? Good, so cya there.





AND>>>>> I NEED ADVISE ON A DOE/FEMALE DEER (NAME)



THANKS MUCH>>>>



*Dreams begin small* XD

I have a lot of people I'd like to give little gifts to this year, and I'm going to be a bit busy... so I figured I'd start a bit early. I'll try to post at least three at a time.


Noelle



Yorres



Riza


Merry Christmas c:

I draw Rhomnia which you saw and i was pretty happy with it and we both tried to draw Bree and she is a difficult one. just wondering if you have finished drawing her ~seeing as i fail so badly at drawing her but i can draw Rhomnia fine...~ AND I am thinking about getting the 'tablet' thing for my birthday even though it's a long time away, AH WELL c:

as a public favour I'll be happy to help anybody with decorations. If you do want help I'll be waiting at the pond, on the other side of the bridge, by the mushroom tree. I'm a baby deer that's undecorated dancing (: . If you want help just nod at me.

This is an adaptation of Charles Dickens novel, A Christmas Carol. It will not be completely true to the original, and I intentionally changed things.


“Dead as an old rotten mushroom…”, he spoke, looking down at his deceased partner. “Hmph…you were a good partner, Laghodessa. But you are no use to me dead.”

Walter Scrooge walked away from the body, walking toward the old place where he and Laghodessa worked in the Forest. The grumpy old stag worked with Laghodessa in the business of selling mushrooms to other deer in exchange for pinecones. For seven years, he continued the work alone, his disposition to the other deer terribly awful. They, in return, shunned him. No deer dared walk toward Walter, speak to him, even look him in the eye. One fawn walked by, unaware of who he was. “Merry Christmas, sir!”, he spoke. “Bah! Humbug!”, Walter spat. The fawn stopped, tilting his head. “Christmas? A humbug?”, he asked the old stag. Walter stopped, turning and glaring at the little one. “Why don’t you do the Forest a favor and decrease the census population?”, he spoke, turning and walking off without a reply.

Walter went to the old mushroom dealership where he worked. Silence was there, working away. Walter stopped and looked over to him, “I suppose you want all day off tomorrow?”, he spoke. “It only comes once a year. We’re going to have a Christmas feast.”, Silence replied. “And I suppose you want a full day’s pay, too?”, Walter questioned. “Well…”, Silence began, but Walter shook his head.

“Watch me fly, watch me fly!”, Snow shouted happily. Raleigh watched as the doe’s flying was a little wonky. “Look down, look down!”, he called to Snow, who looked down and lost her concentration and fell from the sky, crashing into Ourania and Scape. Raleigh burst out laughing, “You three look ridiculous!”, he jeered, taking his turn to fly.

“Oh are you alright?”, Celeste asked, running to see if she could help the others in the crash. While Ignis Divine and Tusse were in flight, Zergarikiaka helped Ourania to her feet while Celeste helped Scape and Snow. Raleigh had walked off, going to tell others about what he had just seen. “Forget him.”, Zerg spoke, “Let’s keep practicing. We need to get all of this right.”

With Ignis Divine and Tusse landed, the seven deer (without Raleigh) began to discuss tips and tricks for their flight. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, the plans were going just fine. In the distance, a lone doe sat, watching the deer and their amazing flying. She dreamed of what they were doing, and she was willing to learn.

Halafax approached the crowd as they broke up and continued to practice flying. Tusse turned to see the doe there. “Hello, can we help you?”, he asked Halafax. The doe smiled, “I’d like to learn how to fly…”, she spoke. The others turned and looked toward her. “Sorry…”, Zergarikiaka said, “But we’re practicing for a big event tomorrow. We don’t really have the time to teach you.” “But…”, Halafax didn’t understand. “Listen, it’s nothing personal, but we’re behind on our rehearsal.

“'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Forest, not a creature was stirring, not even a squirrel…”

“Hey, that doesn’t rhyme!”, one of the little fawns, Tyssen, interrupted. Tails shushed the little one, “Let him tell the story. Go on, Dag.”, he said. Dag smiled and nodded, “It’s quite alright. It won’t rhyme because I changed the words so it would make more sense. But I hope you enjoy it.”, he said. The storyteller straightened up and continued the poem.

“The Old Oak was cleared and empty for the night, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would arrive; The fawns were nestled all curled by their mothers, while visions of mushrooms danced in their minds; And I sat alone, listening to the sounds, of the Pond trickling and the wind breezing, when out on in the poppies there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the hycanths to see what was the matter. I watched intently with my eyes open wide, to the sky open from the forest heights. The moon which was wide and bright gave the glow of morning to the Forest below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer…”

“I bet Toukan was one of them.”, another fawn, Temnota, interrupted. The other fawns giggled. “Hush, everyone!”, Tails snapped at them. Dag cleared his throat and continued.

“With a little old human, so strange and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than ravens his reindeer they came, and he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; ‘Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet!

((For more info on some of the evilees in this story, refer to the Book of TEF Villains))

“So it’s Christmas Eve…”, her voice spoke in the cold. “It’s the night that all the pathetic deer will have their celebrations and festivals. And here we are, bored out of our minds.”

Iugulare stood up, shaking the snow from her infectious body. She let out a sigh that was visible in the air. Anirapio and Nekumbra sat by, thinking as well. “Well, what if we go hunting tonight?”, she suggested.

Iugulare shook her head, “No, it would be too tricky tonight. All the deer are gathered at the Twin Gods’ hill, so they’d be protected. Plus their many eyes would make stealth impossible.”, the stoat said.

“Well what if we had our own party, then…”, Nekumbra spoke under her breath.

Iugulare glared at the spider deer for a moment, and then said, “That’s not a bad idea. We could gather all of the others who hate the Twin Gods and their wretched deer, and have a great conference of darkness. Yes…that is an excellent plan. Good call, Nekumbra!”

The trio stood, agreeing on who to invite and where to find them. Within moments, they left the area, going to find the others to invite to the party. They met with the others one by one, and the invitations were out quickly.

“A darkness party? Hmm…”, spoke Renoir. “Sounds interesting…”
“I’m intrigued. Where shall we be meeting?”, Jorogumo asked.
“The old ruins, eh?

hiya im new to the forest, i have signed up and at the minute i am a fawn, but something isn't right... my pictogram isn't showing up above my fawns head, and another thing... i am trying my best to collect forest magic, i am rubbing against tree's and eating the things that fall of, i tried sleeping in a circle of mushrooms and i still don't have magic, my enchanted deer inventory won't show up, and my spell icon isn't there either, am i doing something wrong? can someone help me? please please please!