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Hubalaboo's picture

I...

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...I think...

..I think... perhaps...

...I am falling...

...But...

...I think...

...I am falling...

...into something...

...that isn't quite unpleasant...

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...It... It is a warm place...

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Oh, ho, wonder what this could mean? Eye
Had my first exam today; English. Tomorrow's a hard one! French and Science. Wish me luck. I miss you all and the Forest.
Zergarikiaka's picture

Blood and graves (heavy violence warning)

[=crimson]I cannot say this had been one of my best days... but I cannot say it was all together terrible. It had been a long afternoon, only soured by the need for a challenge, and the lack there of. I had overseen a few fights between other deer, though I had not been involved in their minor scraps. I had grown weary and particularly irritated as no stag dared face me for as much as a friendly spar. As the evening began to paint the sky with natural hues of red, I returned to the ruins. It was there, that I was able to release my irritation.

I had stopped at the patch of poppies growing around the pagan idols to gather a few for the departed. Somehow there I managed to sit and try to let my nerves cool their selves. The lingering spirits of a small flock of cardinals began to sing in the dying sunlight, until my eyes closed. I began to catch up on some rest, until the sound of hooves broke my trance. I grimaced slightly, sensing that familiar faith nearby. Looking up, I watched him scraping one of the idols with his antlers. I watched in silence for a moment. The priest noticed me shortly afterwards, and began to slowly back away. I stood, and watched the priest curiously for a moment. He stopped.

I made a faint attempt at politeness, and bowed. "Can I help you?" I asked, somewhat amused by the priest's behavior, but partially irritated. I began to approach him. His reaction, I admit, caught me off guard. "Flee, you... Beast! Go away! You cannot exist here!" he shouted. With that, he dropped his antlers. My eyes narrowed and I pulled my skull into a grin. The world began to fall away into shades of red and black, dotted with the fuzzy images of ghosts and tombstones.
SunCatcher's picture

HOW!?

How do people post those auto music players on to blogs and photos? It's so frusterating!
SunCatcher's picture

Can someone help me desighn a deer?

I don't have a deer yet and I don't know how to make him look. Can someone post some pictures of some suggestions for me? thank you
KatieHorse's picture

Hello, guys

You may not be familiar with me, but I started playing a long time ago, (a couple years) and I just downloaded the game again because I missed it c:

Anyway, di y'all see the fog today? and the bats? Also creepy wolf howls haha. I've never seen that before so that was a different experience. (mine was the white stag running around) He doesn't have a name yet, I wasn't even aware that people were naming thier deer but OKAY.

Also I tried taking a picture, (P key right) but none of the ones I took saved :c if anyone knows what's up can you help me please?

Anyway, see you guys around the forest!
Grey_Wolf's picture

HA HA

OH LOL, I called k9kraZ123, my cousin, and told her to remove all of her crap or I'll tell her mom. LOL she isn't like that around her mom or else... *slap, spank, smack, grounded* lol
xhunter's picture

some pointers we need to remember to keep the peace. (calling all peace order deers!

Dear other TEF members

I know that this type of thing has been writen once

by one of our own. A statment made by VeryCrazygirl if we remember, some of the older players of

the comunity that have read or even seen the statments by VeryCrazygirl.


please notice if your reading this VeryCrazyGirl that i am not Pointing nevitivity at you, peace, and

by the way i am supporting your last, very long gone statments on subjects that plague the forest

again. i know you probly don't remember your blog about off subjects and not publicly imbarrising

people. Eye
But enyway. . . for the newest members of the

forest there is high welcomes from us all to you and your not alone. Smiling But the point of this is to give

out information to the others about stuff that should help keep the peace and the things that prove

this point


'Don't say sometime we all will regrete saying or hearing'

Thus. we are back at the Aggree or disagree.
Help me think and voice your thoughts is all we ask!

As it says Help me think of things that will keep the

peace in the forest! All suggestion will be aproved, if it seems right to you it must have

meaning! this does not have to be followed in the forest but for those that want peace can

help me with this and follow incase there are fights or nasty words passed. Within our

community!




...'I'm a peace member, are you?...'
[=orange] [=15]
Grey_Wolf's picture

so everyone knows

For everyone who thinks i'm k9kraZ123, she is my cousin. I definetley DO NOT curse as she does and do not have anger management. I just got back from her house in IL and changed my location to Alaska (where I live). While I was at her house she told me about TEF (she also said you guys were retards) but I wanted to see for myself so I got and account. You guys are not retards and I am NOT my constantley angry cousin, as you know her, k9kraZ123. Smiling
ocean's picture

Remember



His mind drifts in the blankness. There's nothing, just black. Drifting, no rope to hold. He's letting go.

“Is this what death feels like?” He asks himself.

The mutter sounds loud in the darkness. He hopes this isn't what death is like. It's too blank. He'd hoped that it would be lighter, more comfortable. Not dark...not blank. His doubts are resurfacing, but he pushes them away.

Then he is falling again, crying out as he tumbles, faster and faster. Then everything goes blank again. No thoughts either...

“It's been awhile...” comes the murmur. “Too long.” It's the same nightmare he has every night.

He looks up. For some reason, he can't feel anything. His frail body no longer feels the wind. No longer feels the forest. It's like he's floating. No feeling...? He thinks. But-

“Of course you can't feel anything. Come on.” He stands and follows.

The scene gives way to dark dreams; the dream .

Pain, yelling, screaming, fire. A scornfully said name. Light, too bright. Darkness, too dark. And change.

Then quiet.

But he still screams in that quiet. It echoes in his mind and doesn't fade away.

The past is haunting him.
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There is a rush and my vision clears. The darkness has evaded me. The pain, searing my whole body, has returned in its place. The blood is dry now, but I am in so much pain. How long have I been out? That demon had nearly killed me. I'll find him...

...But...What can I do? I lost.

I failed my forest. I failed my Gods. History is repeating itself. Dear Gods, this cannot happen again. I cannot fail my brothers again...

I lift my head, slowly, and groan in pain. My body refuses to lift itself up, so I stay. I'm going to be in pain for awhile. I can hardly move now.

The darkness returns and I lose myself again.

-The Priest
Grey_Wolf's picture

I'm new here

Hi. I'm new here and I just wanted to know, I just read k9kraZ123's, "I Quit!" blog, does everyone talk like that here?
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