(thank you to the all wonderful Dannii for doing my update format thingy or whatever it's called. n_n)

I thought I'd put all these masterpieces somewhere. ^_^
Love you all! <3

In no particular order to begin with (just the order Photobucket put them), and then past the original picture dump, most recent is at the bottom of each deer category.

The artist's name is the one underneath, not above.

Some of them have other deer in, but if I'm there, I'm saving it.

I dunno... it's just I haven't seen a post from either of them for ages. And they've not come along to fix the Live Map... or update the front page; we've gotten loads of new, front-page-worthy arts of recent.

Is it just the Path is taking up all their tie do you think? -fret-

"Hello darkness, my old friend, Ive come to talk with you again"

Soft breaths rippled the surface of the water. The sun was shining, and koi of all sizes and colors swam merrilly, just below the surface. They seemed to swim perfectly between rays of sunlight. Brownish-red eyes cracked open, taking a moment to focus before their owner slowly stood up in the water. Cool water ran down his stone gray fur and dripped off like it would any dog on the street. He shook off for a moment, then flashing a smile and bowing to the koi.

"Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping"

He turned and began his way out of the lake, stopping to greet the dragonflies. There weren't anyone in sight yet. He waited a moment, then continued walking on, along the side of the river leading to the lake. The voices of a few fawns gradually began to echo in his ears. 'How nice a day it must be then', he figured. He closed his weak eyes as he walked. This was a familiar path... nothing for him to trip on.

"And the vision that was planted in my brain, Still remains"

His ears perked at the sound of running water. He was close to the crying statue. Opening his eyes again, he slowly walked into the water, dropping his head. He took a long drink before stepping under the waterfall tears, letting the cool water run over the back of his muscular neck. He really didn't mind being drenched. The sun would dry him anyway. Backing away from the crying statue, he noticed the soft snore of an older deer.

"Within the sound of silence."

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[center]Clavier ran.

She ran within a living nightmare; it was so hard to believe that this was real, but it was real, so terribly, terribly real. The flames were bright and fuming close behind, roaring with rage, with poison breath, and the air smoked around her face, making her cough and making tears stream out from her eyes. Great cracks and crashes sounded all around her, the sounds of falling giants and dying titans. A nightmare that was real.

Only a moment ago, her life had been perfect. She had been laughing, laughing with her mother and father, laughing and running in the sunlight-

Come on, Ma! Slowpoke!-
Butterflies. Meadow flowers, underfoot. Soft grass.
Haha! No, stop, Ma, that tickles!- A thump. A bout of laughter.
A deeper voice; a chuckle.
Oh, Pa, not you too!
Butterflies, chasing butterflies. Warm sunlight.
Running hooves... More laughter.
Sudden silence.
Ma? Pa?...
What's wrong?...
The sharp tang of smoke-

A great tree, a cedar ages old, gave a final groan and toppled, slowly, slowly down, engulfed in red flames. With a crash it collided with the fire's main body, and the sparks shattered into the sky, leaping like glowing fleas. The great tree fed the flames, and they crackled triumphantly, moving even faster and closing in on Clavier.
Terrorized, she could not even cry out; the fear of being burned alive was so great, it was only run, run, run.
Then she heard it. Two screams. The screams of her mother and father.
They were suddenly cut off.
N...
The roaring flames was all that could be heard now, but the screams rang endlessly in her head.
No...
She had left them behind. She had thought only of saving herself, when she was the fastest and the youngest.

She had left them to die.

Going tomorrow, so this is probably me last post until I get back. :B See you around! <3

Here we have Dynamite, Aleyah and Misery ^^ My three deers as Mini signature deers xD
I thought about taking requests on these signature deers a bit and now I've made a decision x)
I'm going to star taking request but only three at the time

Requests:
• Vala
• Meadow
• Aegle

Good to know:
• You can allways tell me if you want your siggy deer in another size.
• If you'r not happy with your siggy deer, just tell me what's wrong and I'll see what I can do to fix it.
• If you want your deer in a special pose, just tell me when you request.
• You can use your siggy deer how ever you like

For Laruna ^^ (Just say if you want me to make a new one cus I don't think thisone did get very good )

I did it without the white line too but this one looked much better ^^'

Here you go Kaoori


For Hermeleentje

I hope you like it ^^ I tried to get rid of the white dots Sorry it didn't work

:: DEER UPDATES
GOLDENWINGED: active.


I. :: SAWYER "GOLDENWINGED" Odisark
PICTO: Rebel and a Stunner
MOOD: accomplished
CURRENTLY: Sleeping near the tree
THOUGHTS: Was nice to meet someone new...
LOVES: HelioSphere <3
and look for the stars as the sun goes down


::AS A HUMAN::
GoldenWinged, AKA Sawyer Odisark, is about 5'6", 135 lbs, with short brown hair and brown eyes. She usually wears loose fitting T-shirts and jeans, and her hair is usually tied up in a bandana. She is currently unemployed and lives in a tiny two bedroom apartment with HelioSphere AKA Elliot Holland.

[=white]

II. :: ELLIOT "HELIOSPHERE" Holland
PICTO: Lord of the Nerds
MOOD: Grateful
CURRENTLY: Sleeping
THOUGHTS: n____n
MATE: GoldenWinged
each breath that you take has a thunderous sound


::AS A HUMAN::

HelioSphere, AKA Elliot Holland, is a tall thin man, about 6'6" and 150 lbs. His sandy blond hair falls shoulder length, with a soul patch on his narrow chin. He has blue eyes and his rimless glasses are thin and rectangular. Most of his shirts and jeans fit very loose on him, since he is so thin. Most of his shirts are very worn, washed out, usually procured from online or at various conventions he gets to go to. He usually wears big black boots fitting for construction workers.

After tomorrow, I will be at my grandmother's until Monday, so no Walter in the Forest. But that's not the reason for this post.

Did I ever tell you guys?

How much I love you all?

Seriously. Whether it be drama or just general sillyness, I have enjoyed every moment spent within this community, good times and bad. I'm not saying this because I'm leaving or anything, I just felt that all you awesome people out there needed to hear it.

I love how Walter's communication with Ephra has flourished, along with their friendship, for so long. I love how they still dance together too! Even with the mini drama that passed, I'm glad we're passed it now and that we can continue to play together regardless.
I love how people are even willing to consider gifting Walter with fanart.
I love how all the new players are meeting Walter and getting to know who he is. I'd rather he not fade in time, but be remembered, even if only a little.
I love how people don't take Walter seriously. I hold no grudges against any players here, no matter how annoying you've been before.

Although I miss some of the players who have gone, I know that there are more friends out there to make, and you never know, the old ones may return!

I don't ever plan on leaving TEF. Maybe hiatus. But never leave. Unless they made the game P2P and then I'd have to convince someone else to pay for me. *cackle*

AND! The reason I won't individually list you all out and why I love you is because.. I'm lazy.

And because you're all as equally as awesome and I can't stress this enough. You are all beautiful people with skills which far outdo my own and I am truly honoured to be a part of such a mature, wonderful community.

<3

"Tell us the story again!", the children asked.

Dusk had fallen on a small, quaint town. Outside the crickets were already chirping, and even the fireflies were starting to come out. Four children, all neighbors, were sitting around an older woman who sat in a large chair.

"Yeah, tell us again!", Francis asked his grandmother. The woman chuckled, "All right...", she agreed.

She adjusted in her seat, and clearing her throat, she began to say, "I was walking through a forest one day, and I saw someone passing by..."

"Who? Who was it?", the kids questioned, though they had heard the story before.

The woman smiled, "He was a great deer, a very kind soul. He had strong arms, great big red antlers," she held her hands up to her head, fanning them out like the antlers in the story, "and a gentle smile. I asked him, 'What is your name?' He stopped on his way, looked to me, and said, 'My name is Quad.'"

Divine Sanctuary

The town was silent. Francis was deep into a dream, remembering his grandmother's tale. He walked through a dense forest, feeling lost and alone. The place was completely silent - his footsteps seemed to echo with each step.

Then he heard something approach. A creature approached, a great stag who stopped and looked to him. His fur was a shaggy dark blue and white, and on his head were great red antlers. It's him!, Francis thought. He cleared his throat, and asked, "Quad?"

The deer's eyes began to glow red, and he let out a bloodcurdling shriek.

Francis awoke and sat up. He was back in his bed, and he was gasping for air. He looked around his room - the little bit of light coming from the window gave the room a slight blue tint. He took a deep breath and began to lay down when he noticed something near his closet. He rubbed his eyes and looked to see two red glowing eyes staring back at him in the darkness.