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Lanithedeer's picture

Has anyone ever noticed..

That a combination of the Monarch pelt and doe nubs make your deer appear smaller? It looks like that to me, since my doe Ali wears them both and she looks shorter than other deer. Anyone else noticed?

Deer with the real deer antlers and the Monarch pelt look BIG too. Either this is true or this combination is playing with my mind and twisting it into funny shapes Laughing out loud.

Just curious..

question

How do I get a pic from another site to show up on here?
Flyleaf's picture

Thank you ( For Amy and Vala)

Thank you AMY for saying hello and playing Eye
It was short , but I enjoyed it sooo much Laughing out loud *hugs*
And finally I met VALA and her friends Laughing out loud
We had much fun together Eye
SEE you Eye
tawnigirl's picture

The Diary of the Loveless doe ^_^

I awoke this morning and decided to run around playing with some fawn's and other stags.
I had tons of fun but left to be alone to think.
After a while of laying there and thinking i ended up falling asleep.
Once i awoke i seen that a stag was standing there, so i got up to greet him/her. although
i was curious why he/she was there. so we nuzzled and danced some.
After a while i decided to go be alone.
I noticed he/she was fallowing me so i decided to run to the Old Oak.
After i arrived there i laid down to think some more.
I ended up thing about if i was going to get chased off by anyone to day.
Wondering if i would make any more friends.
Then i turned my head and there he/she was standing there and then laying near me.
*thinking: is he/she stalking me? is he/she just bored and needs someone to hang out with?
or is he/she curious?*
So then i get up and run off looking for a new place to be ALONE.
Says inside my head * the De Drinkplaats should be a good spot! *
Finally i arrive there and lay near the drinking spot.
i say to myself in my head... *finally im ALONE...*
-The End-


( dont be to harsh on this diary its my first one like this...)
Howlerwolf's picture

Who are you?


muesique's picture

Coping. Lorque's Diary #3.


"Weeee!"

Tsudo's picture

Tsudo

[center]T.S.U.D.O

"Here's to you and here's to me, and I hope we never disagree.
But, if that should ever be, to HELL with you, here's to ME!"

Noel's picture

Havin' fun

I was playin right now, and I met some deers. I was watching too while ending a job.

Some screenshots!


Looking around


Laughing


Playing


Sleeptime


I'm a Dove!


I'm a Bat!


I'm a Frog! lol


Mini deer


Black Pelt


Looking


Looking


Looking


Looking


Looking


Looking


Have fun you all! <3 <3 I hope to see you

Its too late

My legs feel like lead


But I run with all my might


I cant allow you to do this


At least not until



I confess


What weighs heavily on my chest



The church is in view



For a moment I smile


But then the door opens


And your standing in your wedding dress


And the groom is my best friend


The wedding bells ring


Announcing your joy


And my unknown sorrow

You catch my eye and smile


But I have to turn away

Im too late

But how could you not sense my feelings for you

The ring I prepared


I take it out of my pocket


I stare at it for a moment


This ring held hope for a future

A happy one with you

Possibly

But I guess now Ill never know


I throw the ring over my shoulder and it lands in the gutter


It drives me crazy that I didnt

Show you how I felt sooner

I take a chance

And give you one more glance

And all I can say is

You look good in your wedding dress

And then I slip silently away


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Seed's Poetry Corner: A Duel Amongst Flowers

A Duel Amongst Flowers

They dance in a cyclone of violet;
the petals rip off their antlers
and slide from the swift motion.
The dancers move as if on a breeze
that carries the clatter of hooves and antlers.
It is silent, hot as the sirocco
and cool as the wind that carries the aurora
in the flash of the startled butterflies.
The flowers fall around them, but are lifted up
as they rear, swayed by the motion of their bodies.
Their antlers rise, their heads lower --
Somehow, they scratch the heavens and the earth
and bring to them the scent of falling flowers.


((This has been an oddly intro-less visit to Seed's Poetry Corner. Collect them all!))
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