My original account Showbunny (I use that username everywhere XD) messed up the pictograms when I first registered, so I had to register again -_- (Stupid Internet explorer XD). I didn't want to change my username, but I thought I'd be more creative than just sticking a 2 on the end XD. Anyway, see you guys in the forest.

Hi everyone, I made some nice screenshots and want to show. But I take to heart what flyra says and put them on a Diarie-Side!



First another "kissing a frog" picture - but twice nothing happend, maybe the third time?



A little sit and watch with custard and SS



A little herd walking in the forest









After SS and me left the big herd we mess around at the playground - that was very funny!





At least I met density and starbright and we do a little airdance.

Look! LOOK!! ZEPHYR HAS FINALLY COME HOME!!

It was a commission from Ravenflight, and after a few months of figuring out how to get a payment to her all the way in Australia, sweating over her letter arriving safely, and then waiting anxiously for the package to come, SHE FINALLY CAME TODAY!!


One very happy family XD

Ravenflight, thank you so much!! And thanks for the drawing, too! I'll have to figure out a way to frame yours, Jen's, and Fledermaus' drawings.

I'll have more pictures of Plushie Quad, Plushie Zephyr, Sculpey Quad, and the Mushrooms later on - I've got work in an hour and a half so I don't have a whole lot of time to mess with them right now.

Zephyr is so pretty and very soft, and she's a little longer than Quad (about the same height). LOL Quad's got a 'big' child.

Hi, all!

I am a new citizen in the Endless Forest. My name is Concionator and I am very playful being, that likes the forest and honours the Twin Gods.

And I feel a special respect to Legenda (or Shenere, but I'm not sure) - the deer, who has helped me enter the forest and the deer-community. ;o)

See you in the Forest!
Conc.

The voice of a dark broken soul...


~Nightmare

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Based on a incident in the Forest on thursday...
He was disappoint by two does. He protected and care of them, but they left him alone.

((In case Yurei/Ren/Baal or any other deer was wondering what the heck that fawn was doing (the one who was standing between Baal and Yurei/Ren after the fight). She thought Baal was being hurt. ^^ Also, Baal, this is the fawn that you attacked. XD Sorry for the misunderstanding on my part! D:))

The Fawn

I stand. Everything feels better today. Well, at least my body does. I think I can run again, like a normal fawn should. So I get up and walk, up and out of the lake.

The mist is really scaring me. Everything is quiet, too quiet. My hoofsteps are muffled. Instead of clip-clomp, I hear tha-thump, that-thump. Like the beating of a heart.

My heart?

That's when I realize that, every time I have awakened, it has been in my dream forest. I quiver a bit, but soldier on. I'm brave. Very brave...for mommy. I miss my mommy.

I catch a scent on the wind. It seems...familiar, but I can't place it. I just can't. So I walk towards it. I wanna know who this is.

A stag is sitting next to a rock. Red pelt. Dark black ram antlers. Pure white mask, with blood-tears coming from it. I don't recognize him, but I walk up and sit next to him. He doesn't move. I am almost drawn to him. It's a strange feeling. The stag falls asleep. Others come up, quickly...but they stay away. I'm glad.

He stands up quickly and backs away, but I bow. I suddenly find myself...forgiving him. Forgiving him for what? I'm not sure. I nuzzle him and he seems surprised and sad. So sad. He walks away, limping. I notice scars down his sides, everywhere.

Can that happen in my dream?

What the siggie height restriction is? >u>

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Dear friends.

I am not alone when I say I have been hurt.
Blood also drips from my flesh.
But, unlike most, I have not brought it upon myself.
For I do not stand for myself.
I stand to stop it all.
And my body grows weaker with each attack you throw.
Blind hate.
Blind fear.
Beasts of nothing, do you know nothing?

Sisters and brothers.
We turn to each other, brother to my left.
Sister to my right.
Mother and father before me.
When our enemies are against us.
We seek a comforting nuzzle.
And we turn to one another when our selfish fear grabs hold.
And strike one another down.
Sister to my right.
Brother to my left.

Do I stand alone when I say, I can take no more?
Will my body perish, in the attempts to stop you blind beasts?
Brothers and sisters, hold fast.
And do not strike the one who curses you.
For there will always be one to pay for your selfish actions.
Besides yourself...

Do not consult another for confession.
And do not forgive yourself, until thine enemy has forgiven thee.
Forgive them, as you would want to be forgiven,
and together we will live.

Pride will cut you down like wheat.
And you will fall to the ground, to become it!
Shed blood no more, for the sky is red.
Curse thine sister and thine mother.
Hate thine brother and thine father.
And fall to the blood covered earth.
And we will weep for you no more.

The meek she inherit the earth.
Become them.
This is not a command.
It is a warning.

Hold ye banners high.
And follow me, all ye meek and selfless.
And the Light will lead you to life.

... Welcome to the journal of a deer, my name is Exodus.

The mist has finally cleared, a miracle really. It was surely something to enjoy for a moment, but the moarning calls of fawns in despare and wolves howling from beyond our forest began to make me feel uneasy.

I've only just come out of hiding in the forest, i can't even remember what i'd been doing before... It's obviously nothing important if i cannot recall; i guess i've been so out of it recently. Tire is taking over me, laziness. I have to get back to my athletic self; perhaps go on a few strolls across the forest aimlessly. Hah, Lately i've been hanging out with a strange Doe; i call her Jjee. She's been considerably kind to me, despite my constant silence around strangers. Not to mention a mysterious injured stag, Virgil. I hope to help him heal, though there is nothing more i can do but give him a new friend to lie beside him and confort him through the lonely hours of the day. Oh, how harsh the sun is in these summer seasons. The dandilions are enjoying the weather, though. It raises my spirits to see the tiny 'weeds' sprout once more as they do every season.
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Mm what a relaxable day, walking solemnly through the wood. My cloudy, white, and worn hooves caressing the earth below me slowly. Wearily. Watching the fish in the pond swim; i could swear i saw grins upon their tiny grey faces. Maybe someday i'll be able to lay among them in my dreams, swimming in an endless ocean along side them without loosing my silver fur color and returning to the appearance of a regular forest deer. A miracle that would be..
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