This is torture!firstly I seen some fawns with the skeloton pelt,then i saw a stag with that same peltplaying with a different fawn whith the same pelt *sighs* i might aswell teach how my doe talks







face you and scrach ground: how did you get that pelt? i want it!

cast a pelt/mask/antler spell on you: cast that spell to me i want a new pelt/mask/antlers


and thats all you need to know for now ^_^ please,no bad comments!

Finally, chapter nine! And the story doesn't end here... ;D

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CHAPTER NINE

She was sick of it. Sick of feeling sick. There was nothing she could do, she felt tired, angry and she hated everyone. For weeks this had been going on and Fenqua didn’t have the slightest idea what was growing inside of her. She felt broken, dying, like the world didn’t care about her anymore. Like the Gods didn’t care anymore. She was on the edge of either exploding or drowning in her own misery.

‘Fenqua? I think we need to talk.’ Fulu carefully approached the grumpy doe. ‘It’s about… your mood swings.’
‘Talk? What is there to talk? I’m going to die, so please leave me alone.’
‘Fenqua, you’re not going to die, just listen to me.’
Fenqua just let out a soft growl and turned her head to the young birdlike deer. Yes, young deer. Much younger than herself, she felt so old being like this. She used to run through the forest before the sun rose, but this morning she felt sick and threw up on her own mate.
‘Okay, listen Fen. You know darn right what’s going on. You know there’s something different about your body,’ Fulu swallowed when she saw Fenqua’s face ‘you… really… s-shouldn’t deny it and just accept the fact that…’
‘That what?’
‘That you’re…’
‘That I’m what, Fulu?’ Fenqua’s face was now right in front of the white doe and she gasped. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea at all, she thought. She looked away.
‘Tell me Fulu… what’s wrong with me?’ Suddenly Fenqua’s voice sounded softer, almost sad. Like she was about to hear terrible news from her. Fulu took a deep breath and looked her in the eyes.

‘Fenqua, you’re pregnant.’

A loud and angry bellow followed, together with the flight of a hundred birds.

Sorry there are so few. I was very excited and almost forgot to take pictures altogether!


Yorres' Costume


Little cabin in the woods


Early Birds


Commence au Festival














FIN

Name: Poltergeist

Nicknames: Polty, Ghosty

Colour: color=#8499a1

Pictogram: Picto

How to Remember It: It's a dude rocking out <3 Can't see it? The square is a head, and the bottom curve are it's legs

Gender: Doe

D.O.B.: September the 14th 2008

Relatives: Her mother is Auge, and her dad is Solace! And she kinda adopted Rutii as her uncle ;D XD

Mate: Noone, she's just a teen.

Personality: Poltergeist is the daughter of Auge and Solace. Auge is, quite the hyperactive gal, bouncy and agressive at sudden times. Solace, however, is timid and calm, but does love playing. Their daughter, Poltergeist, looks a lot more like her dad. Atleast, one of her versions does.

Name: Auge

Nicknames: The body, Eye

Colour: color=#704882 (USED TO BE RED)

Pictogram: Click!

How to remember it: I think it speaks for itself. It looks like an eye. (And Auge means eye, mind you)

Gender: Doe

D.O.B.: May 14th 2008

Relatives: Seele, her big adoptive brother, and Poltergeist, her daughter.

Mate:Solacee~

Personality: Auge is a very hyper doe. She's bipolar, and can go from very happy, to roaming mad. She likes running around, playing, dancing, and she's quite a showoff. Now realising stags aren't too found of her, she keeps them as her buddy's. She dislikes the average doe, because they don't seem any different to her at all.
What she adores most, is bothering others.
She really loves spell-tagging. She'll get a spell, run into a herd, cast it and run off. And she'll try to do that quite some times. Untill they get annoyed ofcourse, because that's the fun part! She'll try and get a way to annoy them even more.

Off to school I go <3

x3

Its raining so hard in the forest all the butterflies have left.

Abiogenesis was great this last weekend.

I love the atmosphere of the forest at the moment.

Blue11....Blue12....Blue22...

Who are all of these Blue deer I've seen over time? I have a feeling it's someone who lives close to me...maybe in the US or Canada...because I've seen their pictograms in the forest, and that's why I checked them.

Just curious if anyone might have the slightest clue

about anything :>

Skokey?
Vessel?
Fulu?
Clock?
Tropa?

ME?!?

anyone! anything, really, go for it. i dont care, just do it! I WANT QUESTIONES <33333