I take some nice shots of some deers and want so show you, so here we go:

Peace was finally here, possibly for the first time since I awoke again. Complete and total peace reigned over the forest on this Gods given day. Not to say that the darkness was not still lingering. Oh no, it was still here. It seemed so far away that I pushed it to the back of my mind.

Little Bastilion has grown. Then again, I do not believe that he was ever fully “little”. He was always a stag in heart and mind, though I only made his acquaintance right before he was destined to become a stag. He now wears antlers of great proportions, blood red and proud. I feel rather old now, standing next to this new stag.

Either way, my meeting with this...stag of the light gave me great joy. I awake slowly then look up in shock. A stag is sitting on the banks. This stag had the same face as the fawn Bastilion, but he had changed. I sniff him. It is certainly Bastilion, I think to myself. I wear a look of shock on my face, which he notes.

“Bastilion, you have grown. The Gods are working their miracles yet again. Welcome to staghood, my friend,” I say.

I smile and nuzzle the new stag, then invite him on a walk. It is slow going with my wounds, though he stays with me. The forest rustles with the sounds of birds chirping and soft wind.

“The forest seems much changed when looking through the eyes of a stag, does it not?” I smile softly and breathe in the deep scents of a sunlit world.

We walk calmly for a few minutes, until I find a patch of purple flowers. I invite him to sit, but I suppose he wants to keep going. Or perhaps he senses the other deer who comes up to us, moments later.

It was a place likened to a hell within a heaven. A place only the condemned and cursed could walk, and only meant for those who turned their backs on the twins who ruled the forest. Black trees, reaching for the dark gray sky, seemed dead from their roots and beyond. An eternal fog blanketed the air, and blotted out most of the scenery. Numerous gravestones rest against the blackened trees, marking previously filled ditches in the barren ground. Withered weeds clung to the bases of each gravestone, wrapped heavily in cobwebs and dust. The air was ever burdened with the sting of frost, which only worsened by nightfall… though the sun was scarce to be seen in the day. Indeed, it was a land that was just about uninhabitable, save for the forest magic that still drew breath in even this land. Piles of leaves would spontaneously burst into flame, providing warmth to the unfortunate and condemned who were exiled to these lands.

My first discovery in the Forest - a frog:


At school:

Can you still get it through spell-spamming?

Also, thank you to the golden-pelted deer in this picture:



You were patient. xD

I decieded to rewrite my deer profiles. I play Echelon more than Strange now but you may see him in the forest sometimes.

Name: Strange.
Meaning: Out of the ordinary; unusual or striking.
Nicknames: None.
Title: None.
Age/Sex: Unknown Stag.
Pictogram: It looks like a table with a box below it.
Arrived in TEF: Fri 10th/10/08
Apperance: Strange is usually a default stag but he will go with any pelt,mask and antlers other players give him, no matter how unusual some combinations may look. He has a chubby body and dainty legs. His face looks mainly Egyptian-like. Strange's lips have a few faint scars. Finally his eyes are a dark purple.
Personality: Strange is not a very smart deer. He will often wait for other deer to act first before replying. Strange does this because he is often unsure how to react to people. He is polite yet not very social. That doesn't mean he is unfriendly though.
History: Not much is known about Strange and doesn't seem to care. He wandered into the forest one day as a fawn and taken a liking to it. He comes and goes as he pleases but he always returns.
Extras: * Strange has a habit of biting his lips, mainly the bottom lip, when thinking. This happens a lot.
* Strange snores loudly, very loudly.
* No one has every seen Strange angry. I wouldn't advise making him mad.
* It may not be obvious at first but Strange has a very poor sense of smell. So don't be surprised if he bows more than he sniffs to greet someone. It has be a strong scent if he is able to smell it.
* Strange has a deep, husky voice with a possible russian accent. His voice is hard to describe.
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Now, let's move on to Echelon. Thankyou MeiiMeiMEI for the name;

Name: Echelon
Meaning: A formation of troops in which each unit is positioned successively to the left or right of the rear unit to form an oblique or steplike line.
Nicknames: None.
Title: None.
Age/Sex: Young Stag
Pictogram: It looks like a capital E.

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.