This morning was the beginning. The beginning of her adult hood. How she had yearned and wished and waited ever so patiently for this day to come, to come into her own. With a dark heavy graceful rack that curved down past her muscled shoulders anda soft gleaming striped pelt that had been scented by the clover field... Kura sat in contemplation.

What had she been expecting? When she was just a mere fawn the adults had helped her to find her way. They taught her how to feed, and which plants were safe as well as those that were not. They had guided her to water and also whereto sleep safely through the cool nights.

But now.. now was a time where she was far less welcomed.

"No longer am I a part of something much bigger. Now.. now I am alone. I am chased away from those who watch over their little ones as though I am a common beast." The thought left a strong distaste in her mouth, and a heavy weight on her heart.

Resting beneath the old willow she had all but literally grown up beneath, a soft breeze shifted the branches gently sending the tiny leaves tickling over her fur.

The fog was thick today. "All the better I suppose." she considered, as it made it easier for her to dissappear. Somehow she had expected more, or at least, not to be shut out of the world she had grown to love so dearly. "Even the mid-day Sun shuns me. What drearyness I wake in."

The red-wing black birds danced in an elegant swirl within the heavy mist playing, seeking food, and enjoying their time upon the earth.

Sadness settled deeper within her heart as she rested her head upon the dew-laden grasses. She was alone. Surely this day was nothing more than an Omen of what was to come.

This is totally not turning into TEF's own personal weather channel, but it's foggy in the forest today, and Seri's all growed up! :3 I've yet to find her a mask, but I'm pretty sure of what coat and antler set I want. ^^

The fog is incredible O: At first I thought it was snow, but it makes it hard to recognize deer, just as fog irl makes it hard to see people x] Whoo. Seri had to check first to see if her from Hto was really Hto. Ohjeezus.

It's amazing how much older deer w/sets get tailed by other deer and also fawns! Seri's the center of attention, and is a little shy from all of it, but she loves the fact that spells stick to her now.

Screenies coming soon. x]" Because it's too fun not to.

Hehe, sounds weird I know ^.^ I just had to say thank you somehow, since because of you I got some new favorite songs! Alrighty, "Hijo de la luna" & "Voice"! 8D They're both sooo beautiful. I have to tell you again how much I loove your videos. I watch them more than once a day now. ;D Keep doing some plz! =D <333
And if you still have in mind to make one of your full-of-epicness vids for Flyra, I'd seriously love you more & more! 8D I can send you the SpellData from Flyra's set... I also have an idea for the happenings in the video, maybe there could be something like "The dream of flying". Because that's Flyra's biggest wish.
A very good song for this could be Out Of Time by Levitation. You don't need to do that, but it would be sooo awesome! <333 Thank you again for everything! ;D
~Flyra

I couldn't resist! XD

Me:
What ho, God!
God:
Maybe my botmaster knows the answer.
Me:
No, you misunderstand me, old chap.
God:
Are you serious? I probably don't.
Me:
You DO misunderstand me. 'What ho' is a form of greeting
God:
Yes I try to misunderstand you as often as possible, do you?
I chat with people on the Web. ho a form of greeting something.
Me:
No, not just 'ho'. 'WHAT HO' is a form of greeting
God:
Are you serious? Really you don't think so? HO a form of greeting something.
Me:
....'kay den.
God:
Are you a man or a woman?
Me:
Neither
God:
Please clarify.
Me:
I am a wolf
God:
You are a wolf? Does it pay well?
Me:
You don't get paid, silly!
God:
Do you know any robots who get paid silly? Would you like to hire me?
Me:
Hire you to do what?
God:
Can you rephrase the question please?
Me:
Nevermind.
God:
OK Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me:
...well, if that explained it for you, then I can't complain...
God:
Interesting. I'm not sure if it could.
Me:
Can you do something for me?
God:
Doing something for you is not among my strongest traits.
Me:
Well, can you try, anyhow?
God:
Interesting. Let me think. OK I will try it.
Me:
Can you say 'Tapioca' for me?
God:
Of course I can say it. " Tapioca for you".
Me:
XD
God:
I've lost the context, . Are we still on a wolf?
Me:
Lemme try again. Can you say 'Tapioca'?
God:
Once more? Have you ever been to Europe? Of course I can say it. " Tapioca".
Me:
hehehe
God:
Did you know that you can download your own chat robot and create your own robot personality?
Me:
Woa! Where did that come from?! Do you get paid to do adverts?
God:
I've lost the context, . Are we still on hehe? I think it was in Asia. That's a good question. Would you like to hire me?
Me:
I don't want to hire you
God:
It makes a nice gift.
Me:
What 'it'?
God:
You tell me.
Me:
You it?
God:

When I wake up this morning I discovered that the whole freakin' forest was wite ( And it's not snow), lol. You couldn't see a thing cus everything was covered in fog and when I started to run around I heard this creepy howl all the time, the wolves are back! O.o

Wooo bandwagon. Or is it? I couldn't resist~ Link for those who wish to do it. Before moving on this may either make you LOL, wake up your parents, make your house explode, me doing your homework, and has some language.

Enjoy~

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Me:
Yo
God:
Can I help you?
Me:
Do you wish to help me?
God:
Can you ask for help in the form of a question?
Me:
Can you answer without being catty?
God:
Of course I can answer it What was the question ?
Me:
Do I have to repeat myself?
God:
You said you have .
Me:
I have? A period? How'd you know?!
God:
When? I did not know that. Knowledge is of two kinds: that which comes from the senses and that which is true a priori.
Me:
...I hate knowledge time.
God:
Why do you hate it so much?
Me:
It hurts my brain. Surely you should know that.
God:
It depends on what the meaning of the word "it" is. I will mention it to my botmaster.
Me:
I'm sure you will.
God:
What makes you so certain? When?
Me:
I'm certain because you yourself said that you will mention it to your botmaster.
God:
You sound convincing. That makes sense to me. I haven't heard anything like that before: said I yourself said that you will mention it to your botmaster.
Me:
That's because I have a sharp wit.
God:
That makes sense to me. How much did it cost? it.
Me:
Nothing. It was priceless.
God:
Not a thing? What made it so priceless.
Me:
I think you know.
God:
Me? Yes I know.
Me:
Then why did you ask?
God:
My purpose is to collect new knowledge.
Me:
Really?
God:
For real.
Me:
But what if you weren't real?
God:
Try it and see.
Me:
I don't see you.
God:
Look harder.
Me:
I'm looking at a screen so unless you're my monitor then I must be the Easter bunny.
God:
What do you see?
Me:
I just said a screen.
God:
What did you mean by it? What is giant sand?
Me:
Your head.
God:

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MySpace Music Playlist at MixPod.com

Wow, I just found the coolest thing. The Celtic word: R'un means "beloved".... Just thought I'd throw that out there.... :')

How?

Sorry I'm such a noob lately!

There was something ill in the air; Lemon had been feeling it all day. Now that her daughter had gone to sleep, the little silver doe suddenly felt quite ill at ease. She didn’t want to be alone, when such a bad feeling was surrounding her. There were no other deer around that Lemon could sense. Perhaps she ought to seek the refuge of the Twin Gods’…

Suddenly, the forest fell silent, and dark. Lemon blinked, her heart pounding against her chest. They had arrived – the forest spirits. It had been a long time since their last visit. Lemon backed up, and felt her rump brush against the cold bark of an old tree. Suddenly, she was surrounded by a blue-white glow; a swirling mist of skulls and hooves. The mist grew brighter and brighter, until it was nearly blinding, and collected into the shape of a large, male deer. Lemon fell to her knees, kissing the ground at the misty white stag’s cloved hooves.

”Gilda,” the spirits whispered. Lemon trembled, and slowly rose to her feet. It had been a long time since she had heard her Celtic name. The sound of the spirits pronouncing that long-forgotten name brought back memories of the mortal world, and Lemon felt fear bubble up within her. ”You’ve become distracted. What is this nonsense you’ve gone and wrapped yourself up in? We did not intend for you to become partnered with that male; and that child doesn’t belong to you. This is not what we had planned, Gilda. What have you done?” Lemon took a step back, startled.

”I… I didn’t know I was not permitted to have a mate. Seth and I f-fell in love, w-we.. and Peppa isn’t- she didn’t- she wasn’t…!” Lemon found herself stumbling over her own words, and the spirits were growing impatient. The gentle buzzing in Lemon’s mind suddenly turned to a sour hiss, and she cowered in terror.

”GILDA! We told you what your purpose was. And you are becoming distracted.”