I think the title says it all.. Who wants to make me a signature of Zero?

Rose Flower Herd is home to many deer in the forest. It is near the lake where the deer can drink from. My fawns, Whitefawn and Leaffawn live there with their parents, Fireheart and Bluepelt.
TERRITORY
The territory only covers the lake, therefore you are welcome to cross it. It goes from the lake to the Oak Tree. They allow strangers to cross their territory and sleep in the tree. Sharphoof is a brown deer with the yellow stripes on his back, goat antlers and a real deer mask. He is rarely seen though.
DOES CARRYING FAWNS
When a doe discovers she is pregnant, she goes into the birthing den to have her fawn(s). When the fawn(s) come, they spent 1 more day in the birthing den until they are ready to leave
NEW NAMES
When a fawn grows up, the name it ends with changes. Though, they get to keep their first name etc...Whitefawn=White???.
FEEDING
The fawns and elderlys must be fed before going out. The elderly eat swamp grass to keep them surviving. Fawns rely on their mother's milk but if there are old enough to eat solid foods they eat grass, pinecones and mushrooms.
HERD RUN
When Sharphoof decides to go for a herd run, he gathers the herd and they start to have a long gallop with him leading. The fawns must be next to their mothers and the elders must be close to a un-eldered stag or doe in case one dies, collaspes or gets ill. They all stop to eat and drink then carry on. After their run, the go in the Oak Tree for a long nap.

Name: Leaffawn
Gender: Female
Siblings: Whitefawn
Parents: Fireheart and Bluepelt
Friends: Amberfawn
Herd: Rose Flower Herd
Likes: Playing games, bouncing and turning to rabbits
Dislikes: Frogs, deer who ignore and stare at her and being told what do to

Leaffawn is way different from her sister, Whitefawn. She is curious, loud and annoying. She nearly never listens to Sharphoof and other deer. Leaffawn met Amberfawn in the Playground when Amberfawn taught her how to jump from very high edges. When she was born, Bluepelt named her Leaffawn after her leaf-like tail.
Leaffawn gets told off by Sharphoof by most times. But she can be a good deer in the herd. She always wants to make friends, before she met Amberfawn (though, Whitefawn has more friends than her)
Picture of her in real life: http://away.com/gifs/location/asia/nepal/deer1.jpg
Leaffawn spents most of her time near places where there are other animals. But she is scared of ravens, deers who roar in her face and deer who get angry. She can be a little trouble maker too!

Although MickKreiger decided to shut down the gift writing a thon, I still want to write my stories, so I'm trying to think of a way to collect characters to write them for without it only being people I know or it being a "first post first written" thing.

Maybe there aren't any other options. I don't know, but I guess what I could do is make the list of the stories I have available and let people choose which one they'd want. It's not much different than the "first post first written" thing but at least it would be a little meaningful to each person.

What do you guys think? Any suggestions? I've got 10 stories that need to be written (not including the one I was going to write for myself [and I reserved one of them for a friend]).

Maybe I could put specifications for each story, like "this story needs a doe" or "this story needs someone who doesn't wear the zombie set".

I'm still a little bummed that the writing a thon got canceled, I was really looking forward to when my week came.

Here is the link to Unraveling the Wirewood's prologue and index if you have no idea what this is about.

((from now on all my stories will have some small screenie at the top so that /I/ can remember who I wrote them about, sorry if it bugs you))

I have a strong assumption that the players have their games set to pause while not in the foreground. This excludes fawns on the move for long periods(long enough for said spell to wear off.)




Thank you.

Edit: Self-tested and proven to be correct.

Women of prophecy and ill omen.
Probably some foreboding in that but at the moment he was fixated on the gentle waters before him.
Soothing..yes that is how he got there as he thought about it.

He glanced briefly at the large deer curled by his side and stared down at the waters.

He seemed to have calmed down since the recent break-down.
Rhys approached the being with hesitation and noted the lack of expression.
If it were any other he might be concerned, but the placid thin lip and flickering eyes reassured him.

WARNING: CONTAINS SWEARING AND SEXUAL STUFF. NOT FOR MINORS AT ALL.
A conversation between Masque and Aegle about how wonderful their sexual partners are. The general bickering that goes on between the two.