For Mason...

The silence of the night was shattered when the cries were heard from a group of animals. They gathered around a young hare, his golden body laying at rest under the stars. He was young, and had hopes and dreams despite being a timid creature. The other animals had supported him for so long, and even they wanted to see his goals accomplished.

Seeing the young hare lifeless on the ground was tragic. They didn't understand why he had died, what had caused it...but it didn't matter, they were heartbroken this night.

"Look up to the sky.", one of the elder animals said. The others around the hare looked up and saw two glistening stars that were brighter than all the others. One was shimmering a brilliant yellow, and the other was a bright white. The elder smiled, "The hare is in good care.", he said to the others.

"How do you know?", they asked him. He looked down to them, "He has gone to the Grey Rhino, see them dancing together? Our hare is not lost this night, his earthly life may have ended but he is with our friend and guardian the Rhino.", the elder replied.

The animals looked to the sky. There the two stars stayed bright for the remainder of the night, and all of them shared memories of the Hare. He had died this night, but he would be forever alive in their hearts.

My pain was apparent. She stared, crestfallen, as the snow drifted, like tiny, delicate leaves from the heavens. She has failed. She, the one why everyone knew, hated, and thought of. The thought of living, of breathing, was a soul filling her, with dread. She sat, her head bowed, every small antler glistening. She, who was called Mother by many, and traitor by others. The feelings some had, some caressed a delicate nature of wanting her gone, and some just snapped, and herded their young away. The snow arose, as the dawning mist crept into the twilight shadows of a new era. The era of the Stone. She was Alone. her name was Alone, and she wanted nothing more than to become they stony, cold earth that thousands of deer lived upon. how lucky they were. She was not.

Oh, my love, dear and true,
Dance with me,
Stay pure and hopeful...
Oh, my love, stay pure and true,
Dance with those who mean so much to you...
Oh, my love, stray not from me,
Oh, my love, find harmony

im back after days of not being in the forest....

i miss playing with other deers....

34 images ahead. And yes I know I play Toukan a lot. |D He's just appealing to play.

Lule's Biography. CSS within.

Hey everyone. I just got the thing I was saving months for. A tablet. I am the luckiest person alive right now. I will never treat this like a toy. I will cherish it. I just can't understand how I got so lucky. Wow, i am in total shock right now. Any tips, advice, anythin' ? I have a Bamboo touch.


My first pic will be drawn in a short while. Thank you for reading.

So... uh... instead of posting each sketch separatedly, I'll be throwing everything here. I'm not much for organization. This should save space in people's Track list, if you want to comment. I'll probably be updating alot.

Constructive critics are more than welcome.

All the drawings are sorted from the oldest to the newest but most are unfinished (yes I'm that lazy).

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The rhino walked amongst the grasslands and tilted its horn toward the bright sun. His large foot prints marked the sand beneath his feet as he felt the earths heat and texture. This rhino stood until the sun set, way below the trees that were etched into the distance, he liked the feeling of being there. All other animals had long gone, opting to stay undercover for when nightfall arrived. He was peaceful here.
"Alright,"
said the zoo keeper
"he is ready..."