[=10]FANKS DANNII <3 updated some things and added Oz.

Aeros

Eye Colour: Brown
Build: Interperet his size as you will. He's very barrel-chested, with slender legs. Antlers are huge and branching, having a few broken tines.
Face: Square jaw, crooked nose - he's not what you would call attractive, but he's got a very gentle look.
Voice: Christopher Lee, thank you very much.
Scars: A few on his neck, from Pan.
Personality (quite clipped): kind, intelligent, caring, wise
History: Born and raised in the Forest. Spent his life learning about the world he came into. Had a mate at one point, but she died, and he's been living in peace ever since.
Family: Tuna & Pan = adopted daughters; he's had various adopted family in the past, all mine.
Mate: Lieka. <33
Other:
-Is sloooowly losing his eyesight. D| His hearing too.
-Is very good with kids, but never wanted any biological ones. :U idk why.
-Likes birdsong a lot. n_n
-Doesn't usually get in the shallow end of the Lake at all, on account of his aching joints. YEAH HE DOESN'T GET IN THE DEEP END EITHER SMARTIES.
-In accordance with the above - damp weather makes him sore, and he doesn't usually go out in the rain.
-Being old, he can't move very fast, and tends to run in short bursts rather than long stretches.
-Usually, he doesn't mind being alone.
-He hardly ever appears in the Forest during rainstorms.
-He hardly ever takes off his mask, but underneath, he's got kind of a square-shaped face, and his eyes are brown.
-Enjoys long walks, alone or with company, but will lay down often just to observe.
-He's become more of a loner lately - he's sociable enough, but he doesn't go out seeking company.


Pan

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 100 lbs - emaciatingly thin, although it seems to have little influence over her life. Eating habits are a mystery.

It's okay now, I understood everything! ^^

Hey my deer :}
I downloaded old TEF phases 1 & 2 today (yay! it's very fun to use these ooooold ways of the Forest!). So don't wonder if you see a grey deer with broken antlers and my picto and a diaphanous deer with it 8D
But, I have a question.
Most of all why I downloaded phase 2 is because I want to get the full DotD-Set anyhow. I gave spells to my sister Raina there, but she only got normal things. So... how does it work? Only to the time of Halloween?
And the crying mask? How do you get that?
Oh please... I'll be so happy if you tell me...
*waits for answers* :]
Thanks in advance! <3
~Flyra~

So, my Doe has decided to take on the noble mission of trying to learn and experiance all the odd and intresting wonders the forest has to offer. She'll be adventuring to the deermuda triangle and its cousin as a start, and after that, begin searching for new things and unusualities. Perhapse even find the pictodeer. X3

I tried to ask politely, but I don't think you understood. Can you shut up please? And I mean that in a nice way. But all the MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUU is really getting on my nerves. Please?

sort of.
ok, so it's windows on a mac, but i'm still playing the game on a macbook nonetheless. yay bootcamp. and z.

sort of.
ok, so it's windows on a mac, but i'm still playing the game on a macbook nonetheless. yay bootcamp. and z.

if there are any formal request. meaning. you want an oil painting of your cat or dog. or something like that. email me here.

i do
paintings
-oil
-water color
-acrilic

drawings
-pencile
-ink
-charchole
-pastel

scupltures
-note- i am not great at them and need practice. if you want one let me know along with a good picture. and let me know in time for me to get clay((because someone else does picto pendants. i won't do to many of them.))

$prices$ (and i send it for the cheapist. unless asked otherwise.)

-regular size paper. to send original will be the cost of s&h. if you want it email. it is free.

-canvas
-small- $5 s&h free
-medium- $5 + s&h
-anything larger is $10 + s&h

-scupltures
-pendant- is free just pay s&h
-small- $5 + s&h
-anything larger is $10 +s&h


if i forgot anything let me know


my art email address is

alisterdarksarts@hotmail.com

unfortunently it has nothing to do with tef. but it is seen through the eyes of a dragon going through all the wars. begining at ww1. i might post it. if anyone is interested. let me know

Dear Santa oh please oh please oh please could you draw or write something for me?! I love pretty stories and pretty pictures and I've been so good this year! I'd lovelovelove some art of my deer here and here and here or any of my other characters! Who if I was motivated enough to draw them can be found here! And I love literature so if you wanted to write something that'd be awesome too! Oh, and I laid out sugar cookies I bought from Food Lion this year because they're 10 times as sugary as home made cookies and they're so tasty. THANYOUSANTA!!!!!1shift1!

Love,

Fayne

p.s. how many times does crazy-gluing the school locks take to put me on the naughty list.

Black hooves sank into the thick and cool mud of the pond’s shallows, carrying the deer a short distance into the water. He lowered his head and drank calmly, deaf to the steady approach of another. The air was coldly still and the water chilled his throat as he swallowed it. Silence filled the atmosphere, interrupted only the distant twittering of finches. And so the abrupt splash of quick hooves behind him caused the stag to look up uneasily and turn his head to the sloping bank, turning his ears forward. Another stag was sprinting towards him boldly, kicking up mud and pond water with his back hooves.
When he was close enough to distinguish the luminescent pictogram hovering above his head, Fledermaus was struck with a sudden alarm that tightened his throat and his heart skipped over a beat. But he hardly had time to react before he was rammed in the side by the intruder’s large, curling rack of golden antlers. Icy water enveloped the brown stag’s body as he collapsed sideways into the muddy shallows, disturbing the still surface into heavy ripples. Wincing, he looked upwards at the stag standing over him, the black of his pelt starkly contrasted against the bright gray skies and his ribbon-like antlers curling about the sides of his head.
“Well, would you look at who I’ve found.” Breathed the standing deer, his head lowered hostilely and his heavy exhales rising up in dissipating clouds as he spoke. It was a short while before the fallen deer gathered the nerve to stand again, neglecting to even shake his coat of the heavy mire. He began to falter a response.
“Wh-who are-”