She has deep blue expressive eyes, she has a blue ribbon tied on her tail, she has two silver anklets on her right ankle, and she has a blue nightfall pelt and beluga mask and antlerx. she has fur along her ankles and a really long tail and has a wavy silky pelt. she wears a saphire necklace, and has fur along the back of her ears with a gold stripe along the back of her leg... she is really tall and wise, the backround should look peacefull and calm but doesnt matter wear she is...

[=10]Of course M wasn’t there – he couldn’t dance. That simple train of thought was enough to make her giggle. Too much pondwater to drink, perhaps? The woman ignored her own train of thought with one last bubbly snort, taking a quick gulp of scotch. The dance had gone wonderfully. Rut – although grinning like a fourteen-year-old, and her barely holding back snorts of amusement, they’d barely said anything the entire time, just danced. Now that night had fallen, and she’d returned to the human world, the thought of it was entertaining. Not to mention the warm feeling that had followed her to her human home.

God, I feel great. Gonna make tomorrow a lot easier. There were things she had to take care of, but not yet. Decisions were best made at the opportune moment.

“God, I feel like I swam in beer.”

Barely surpressing a laugh, Tuna turned around to glance over her dance partner, stumbling through the unlocked door. It took him a moment to take in her appearance and stop. After all, in the Forest, dresses didn’t exist. It was only after she withdrew that the thing had appeared on her person – soft and white and huge. Pretty great. But anyways. Rut stared, finally grinning widely. “You look smashing.”

“And you look drop-dead gorgeous.” He’d decided to put on a suit for this, it seemed, and to hell with her if he wasn’t easy on the eyes. The blonde man grinned lopsidedly and moved a little further into her living room. “Hope you were enjoying yourself as much as I was,” he continued jovially. “Everybody else sure was.” Tuna flicked her hair out of her face and slid off the kitchen table, her bad leg for once feeling quite well. “Oh, yeah. I haven’t had that much fun since that time at the shooting range with Cybil.”

So good – so good- I got you – the music floated around her apartment. Rutilus made his way over next to her and leaned against the table, snatching the bottle of scotch from her with ease.

today i saw a valentine.... he offered me to dance.....i didn't know he was light on his feet....for i saw him prance.... lol poetry... anyway um, he had a ball dance mask, BZD antlers and the nightfall pelt.... he was pretty handsome to....i walked away he got me back.....does anyone know who this handsome fellow is?

Happy Valentine's Day, My Dearest.



(( This has been a special holiday edition of Seed's Poetry Corner Today's part of the secret phrase is "ve."))

My fawn finally grew up into a stag! ^^
And I found out something...
The description for the playground, in the forest, says: "let the birds sit on your antlers", or something and I didn't think much of it but a minute ago I was just sitting on the playground rocks and all these birds came and sat on my antlers!
Amazing!