I finally felt like drawing my own deer, Edmund the green.
(i do believe this is called the peacock pelt?- just turned the blue, well, green ^_^)

http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/edmundref.png

Edmund is a kind soul who will just about do anything for those he likes, even things he really shouldn't.(example: climbing trees to get birds)

The only things is, he doesn't make any sound....so sadly, no mooing....just lots of running around looking like an idiot. ^_^

I believe that is all for now.

Updates and Daily Events for my Active Deer.

Main Active Deer: Nightmare & Sintharia
Inactive Deer: Toxic Creed, King Iviran, Imperial Claudia, Khalid, Ghost Maliran, Ghost Mikaila, Tlanextli
Picto's: Load fast and No Lag
Computer: Sometimes the computer will do a RANDOM restart. If this happens I get offline.

Click to help them grow





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Toxic Creed

Status: Offline
Health: 85%
Health Conditions: Recovering from his illness, his leg of course is still a bother where it gives him a limp. But his mind is plagued by guilt and the want to apologize.
Mental: 35%
Mental Conditions: Lonely, and seeking his former friend.

Seeing as the other diary was getting long, I decided to just load your picture on its own Vira. ^_^

So here you go: http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/envyfreeartz.png

I do hope you like it. I had a lot of fun with this one.

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Edmund

[center]This here is a post simply for things like Dragon Cave, etc. I don't get on Dragon Cave as often as I used to but I thought I'd post some stuff on here to help with things. Namely for a couple of the other sites I'm more frequent on. Anyway, MASSIVE amount of things here, DO NOT click if you have a slow computer!

Well to keep everything nice and neat I decided I'd use one of my other deer's accounts to post my Deer Bios on. And thus all of the Bios on this account have been deleted and moved over to the account of

Ghost Maliran

So, if anyone is watching their updates and such you may go over there and track them. I have to get back on that account and post the Auto Music warnings so give me a moment and everything. My blog on this account will officially be used for Roleplaying Purposes, etc. If anyone wishes to Roleplay with me you can view Here

Name: Lady Masquerade

Gender: Doe

her talking color is:this ^_^ = 00FFCC

Pictogram:


Info

Friends: Phee(dead), leeadora, leeon and Lady Adora (daughter)

Mate: Leeon

crush: Leeon

Children: Lady Adora (biological daughter)

Nicknames: Lady, Rade

Favourite place:
The Pond and the flower patches
Things to know about her:
+ she's very shy and timid
+ if she wont's to meet you she will fellow you at a distant
+ if you fast walk (trot) or run up to her she will run away
+ if your laying down and she wont's to meet you she will slowly walk to you

thing's she Like's to do:
wondering around the forest, showing affection towards the other deer, makeing new friend's, casting spell's on other's, hanging out at the pond and playing around the flower patches.

Actions and meanings:
Bowing=Hello/good bye.
confused=Who are you?/How are you?/What are you doing?
Hopping= very Happy.
Dancing=Also happy.
Rearing up=Unless she's doing it while dancing, this means she's scared of you.
Slow walking=Tired or nervous
Coughing/Sneezing off spells for no apparent reason=Sick.
Nuzzling=she likes you.
Yes= you can come nearer.
no= stay where you are or go away
laughing:Goofing off, finds something extremely funny,is happy to be with you.
confused+Nuzzle=Sort of flirting.
Sad+Bow=Has to log out.
Fear=Usually directed at deer's with the skull mask on, at fighting deer or at attacking deer.
Laying next to=Considers you a friend and a sign that she trust's you .
Rearing+Running= scared.
troting in circles: Showing off /happy
scratch ground:i wont to lay down
calling out 1 time: trying to get your atention
calling out 2 time's: lonely or scared
calling out 3 times: need's help with something like spell's and that

Thing's she dose when happy: dance's, trot's around you, sitting under a wi

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I need some srs help with Harlow's design. Here is a picture of him as a fawn, he will look like this as a fawn until he grows, but I want something creative when hes an adult. He has no tail, by the way.



Anything creative you guys can make up with this set?

Help veeeery appreciated. 8D

Was just wondering, I have some free time at the moment and would like a new challenge. I'm offering slightly discounted commissions to EF users.



*** Will pick 3 someones from the comments to get a sketch or a headshot ava so i have an example of each I will need a pic ref though. Say something interesting

First two are gone already.

8U cos Narina said so. And I've discovered that for some reason it doesnt save some screenies when I hit P 8|



Dusk: D8 HELP ITS A QUICKROCK
Chime: ...quickrock? mmmf
Dusk: D8 like quicksand...only a rock


Little Thomas, Chime, Cell and Rev. Cell appears to be picking up a signal XD


Chime decided because she didnt match, she had to hide...underground.


Different flavouredcoloured Cholive.


One of the pictures that DID save from lastnight's magic dance line o:


ONOS. Scarefawn that wasnt a fawn D8. He kept his set too.


Scarefawn watches you.


Cirrus: I love lamptree.


LETS SWAY.... I like this one...for the fact that Saosin actually looks bigger then Cirrus XD.

[=10]Warm wood assaulted the pads of her feet as they quivered just above the floor. It’s funny how, when one is in pain, the slightest touch, sound, or sight can be the most bothersome. God, pick your feet up. This was, of course, an impossibility. Tuna was less than hesitant to guess that her leg has never been this bad. It had started with an itch, and by the time it had reached its worst point, she had barely been able to get herself into her bedroom. The scar was red and angry – the pain rising from it was like thousands of nails tearing into flesh. Her skin soaked in sweat, she rocked back and forth with her arms over her stomach, dull eyes fixed widely on the floor ahead of her. The woman could do nothing but breath.

That, too, was a challenge.

In, out. In, out. Nothing else. Nothing…

The sound of a door opening and closing penetrated her head with poignant clarity. It was followed by a wonderfully familiar voice. “Tuna?” Clenching and unclenching her fists, she took a shaky breath. “Masque.” Too hoarse, too quiet, for him to hear. Her scar lashed her fiercely all the same. He knows me. I wouldn’t leave the door unlocked. He knows. Her eyes glassed over, Tuna stared at the floor in front of the doorway, pleading silently for all she was worth.

“Tuna?”

Come on.

Footsteps tapped on the hardwood floor, at an almost painful pace. It felt like forever that she waited, those twenty seconds. Dim relief flooded her system when his shoes appeared – it was slightly dampened by the grating of his voice on her skull. “T - Jesus, what happened to you?”