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the pattering of deer feet make you smile,
you giggle when you spam someone else unnexpectantly,
the day your deer grows is something you will remember,
The foes you make in the forest will not last,
But friends will last a lifetime,
The forest itself is a peaceful loving place,
To retrieve from the real and step a foot into a fantasy gives you a sigh of relieve,
Dancing,jumping,and running around as free spirits with no rules to be had ,
Makes us feel welcome into this land.

What????i ll Tell the truth

TO getovaholyourself

I rarely get pissed at people i try to remain oppen minded but PISS off i never asked for anyone to comment it actually helps me to vent to get this stuff out. And how dare you you say i wrote that to get comments for my brother. You do not know me and how i deal with things . I am very insulted at what you wrote.

To other readers i am sorry if i write constantly about my brothers death its something that helps me vent
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Not Forest-Related

but I have to show it off. Fifteen dresses and I couldn't stop thinking about this one.

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.: Raphael's Bio :.






Name: Raphael


Sets:
-Devout Pelt, Trumpets Antlers, Skull Mask

Name Meaning: Archangel Raphael

Title: The Solemn White Knight


Nicknames: Ralphie, Rapha

Picto: Picto

Picto Seems: the Tomb and the Cross

Gender: Stag

Sexuality: Heterosexual :3

Hooman Form: ???


Age: 39 weeks

Human Age: Unknown

Mate: Mateless ~



Likes: ~

Favorite Food: ~

Favorite Place: Twin Gods's Statue

Favorite Place for Rest: the Ename Ruin

Color: White & Gold

Friends: ~



Dislikes: Swaggering Deers, Fights

Song: Apocaliptica - Gothic

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How... could I...? (violence)

[=crimson]...have lost? Up until now, I have never lost a fight with him... Last time came close... but now...

I can scarcely move. How many witnessed this embarassment?

The day started so peaceful... well... if smashing down trees to vent is peaceful.

Peace... such a rare thing.
I had finally healed from the previous encounter with Wesker...

I learned of Priest and Aegle's fight. So fueled with rage, I had become.

I took my rage out on the trees, until Bastilion joined me. I led him to the birch forest, and there we sparred, while watched by a fawn. Sparring did soothe the nerves.

We returned to Aegle and Masque, at the ruins. We joined Masque in watching over Aegle, and repulsed random deer who seemed intent on a fight.

I don't remember much after that... I must have zoned out. When I became aware of those around me again, the company had dwindled, and moved. Hnn... another trick of yours, Aves? You must get some strange kick out of messing with me. Heh... even if you don't express much.

My memory has fogged over, in regard to much of the day. I soon made my way to the lake... but what happened from the ruins to the lake... I can't recall...

Hnn...
How long has it been since my last meal? ... I haven't touched another deer for meat since before talking to the twin statues. Maybe that's the root of this weariness. Hunger... lack of all needed protien.

It can't just be me getting old.
Because I'm already old.

I took a drink from the lake... and soon, who do I notice, but Wesker, resting under the nearest willow tree.

I began taunting him, and he began returning taunts. I stepped under the tree, mocking him.

Confident...
I hadn't lost to the fool yet.
I should have been more serious, perhaps.

Our antlers soon collided. Our hooves raised and struck.

I stepped around his tree, and slipped behind him. Bit into his hind leg and pulled, aiming to throw the boy off his feet.

To 9999999999999

You sit sit and stare at nothing particular,
the ouside world looks at you like a statue,
little do they know of the caos of memorie,questions,and feelings in your head,
You sit and wonder why???
Why is he gone?? Why him???
The pain haunts your every thought,
For when you think of the future and what couldve been`````
The reality stabs you like a knife over and over again,
Your afraid to move sometimes cause one movement might cost you your control of yourself,
To try to regain composure and push it away is next to impossible,
But it never goes away the thought and the memories stay with you.
Talking to someone about this loss is hard cause how do you make anyone understand this pain?
The answer is you cant explain it.
Someone says go out with friends it will make you feel better hmph
The people around you are happy and your well not its just feels weird cause you used to be like them.
Some say time will help ease the pain but for me it has not happened and probably never will.
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Thanks to strange deer. ;)

Some strange deer gave me candles. But i didn't saw picto that's why i don't know who was itT.T. Anyway if you ready this, Thank you. Smiling
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{...and with a name at last, she looks up and sees the stars...}

Bumping, sorry.




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[i]Hum.





I feel very odd today.
What is this?...
So... So very odd...





I notice that the little fawn is gone from my side. Hum... I wonder how long it has been since I fell asleep?
The snow still falls. The flakes are gentle and not the least bit cold on my back. So different from the rain, though they were both made of water...
I close my eyes. There's barely any use in keeping them open, really; all I see is eternal midnight, anyway.
A memory stretches its head out from my heart's depths, seeking. I breathe deeply, readying myself, and let it wash over me...


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The loud rush of rain.
"Mother... When will the rain stop?"
A gentle sigh.
"I... I don't know, dear..."
A pause. The voice continues, fake and cheerful.
"I'm sure nothing will happen to us. The rain will stop soon, dear. We'll be fine."
Silence filled by the roar of the rain.

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My breath catches in my throat and I swallow it down. Mother... Mother, Father, I miss you.
That was the beginning. That was when everyone thought it was just the seasonal rain storm, just the usual downpour...


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The loud rush of the rain, weaker, but still there.
A whimper.
"I'm so thirsty, Mother..."
A strained voice, dry and harsh. "Dear... There isn't any water..."
"B-but all the rain! There's so much water! Why can't I drink it? I'm so thirsty! Mother! Mother-"
"There isn't any clean water! The rainwater has mud, leaves, dead things in it! Drowned things! Do you want to get sick and die?!"
A sickening silence. A sob.
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Aellae's Bio

Aellae
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Gender: Female

Age: 1 yr

SO: straight

Friends: none this far, but she is hoping to make plenty! Laughing out loud

Enemies: none and never will

Likes:

dancing in circles
meeting new deer
jumping around
casting spells

Dislikes:

fights
rude stags/does who just run away
exclusive herds

in game appearance: fawn for now Sticking out tongue

Personality: Very bubbly and sweet :3 She loves to play and run around with any deer she meets in the forest. She's hates when deer don't bow respectfully when they first meet each other, and when older deer are rude to her just because she's a fawn. She doesn't like to spend very much time with other fawns for some reason. When first meeting someone, she'll bow politely and wait for them to bow back. If they don't, she'll cock her head and bow again. If they continue to ignore her, then she'll either roar at them or cast a spell on them and run away.

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This is really bare for now ^^ I'll update more when I play more
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