There is no exact feeling that I can describe about this season. Is it my most hated or is it my most loved. The fall, a sign of deing of old. The time where we all feel a certain renewable feeling. The memories of this year will fade and problems will slowly sink back into the earth from which they belong. But as soon as spring comes they will return like trees' buds and explode in a suprizing matter.

But fall, for me, is just memories. Many things change in the fall, many things have changed for me, but nothing has rid of the feelings I've always had for it. In my heart there is some type of inner energy and the wisdom comes back again. Control returns again. Veiws of how other people see me go away again. And I sign all the rude veiws off into a boat that will return in the spring with new ones.

But, memories bring back the bad also. Bring back the hidden memorials, and tantilizing laughter. I would prefer to have the memory of a mouse than an elephant, so then I can remember nothing and every day will feel like a new one and very face will seem like a new freind.

I wish I could feel like that better deer, but I don't feel that way. And sadly but so every opinion stays no matter when the seasons change. Veiws are fried into the minds of those who aren't willing to let go. Which is why it's hard to let things fall and go away. It's why the leaves die but never go. It's why the sun diseapers but never leaves.

If we had short memories nothing would get accomplished, maybe, but
the feelings for each other may be renewed.

I wish fall would wash away the memories.

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Part 2
It has started...I will be spending most of my time in the water I can see...
swiming with my secrets...

Things are getting colder, and the water feels fine.

I grace your deer world with my presence, deer folk. For when I walk, so do those with minds walk beside me. For those who speak behind my back in ridicule, solely speak behind me because I am ahead of them. I am the speaker for those who cannot speak. For those who lie outside of this wretched whole of the Endless Forest. Your wretched "Gods" are not but unsightly dieties who bow before the presence of our greater being. He is greater than all of us.

My name is Shinto Daisyuke. You may know of a higher power, but you do not know who it is.

Follow me, and I shall bring you towards the light.

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A pictogram fades into view, within the shining light above the head of the deer who went by the name of Shinto. The pictogram is of Anzel. She looks dazed, her pelt fading from brown back to its normal, dusty grey, her antlers forming into keys from their original brown form, and the deer mask falling from her face. She doesn't know what just happened.

She doesn't want to know.

I am walking around, enjoying the scenery. I find a patch of purple flowers, lay down in them briefly to rest, and put some them on my head. Pleased, I begin trotting for The Playground. I run through tall green grass, hearing the rushing brook near to me. Then I jump over some rocks before I hear a deer's call. Then I hear it again. I call back. I run toward where I heard the call, and I hear a spell being cast. I see a beautiful white bird fly over me. I then run into three deer - a fawn and two stags, near a patch of purple flowers! I then see a deer speeding through the forest with a bright pelt on- but he is just sliding, not walking! That is when I fell asleep.

I am walking around, enjoying the scenery. I find a patch of purple flowers, lay down in them briefly to rest, and put some them on my head. Pleased, I begin trotting for The Playground. I run through tall green grass, hearing the rushing brook near to me. Then I jump over some rocks before I hear a deer's call. Then I hear it again. I call back. I run toward where I heard the call, and I hear a spell being cast. I see a beautiful white bird fly over me. I then run into three deer - a fawn and two stags, near a patch of purple flowers! I then see a deer speeding through the forest with a bright pelt on- but he is just sliding, not walking! That is when I fell asleep.

Alright, first, here's a funny pic I took a bit ago...I woke up after my pictos partially spread to see:



OH TEN HOES, BAD ZELLY FAWN-EATER!!!

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Anyways...I took some reference pictures for the Secretary Bird set.

I thank the kind stag or doe that just so happened to be running here when my pictograms spread ^^;



(note: when i move close enough to a deer in motion, they stop moving; if i move away again, they restart)






Oh, and here's a close-up of the mask and antlers alone:


Enjoy ^^;

I query...would you mind chatting with me for a while? I think I'd like to get to know you...if you'd allow it, that is.

lol I'll get down to business.

Slots

Chapter 1 - a deer to greet Aeros, and a few to talk with him about the new arrivals

1. Rowan huzzah.
2. Cal sadfsadf.
3. Bale (YES I'M A TARD I WANT HIM IN HERE.)
4. Uh who was next OH YES KEY. Him. uh. trains trains traaaaaaains.
5. Rutilus plz. Because I know him the best. :B

Chapter 2 - one or two to talk about Aeros behind his back rofl
1. Zergarikiaka lol.
2. Quad hooray!

Chapter 3 - A couple more deer to go with him, besides the ones in Chapter 2
1.Scape
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3.


lawl I'm lazy so I'll post more later. :B

ive been trying to get help, but no one will listen >_<

im trying to collect a few things... i just need a set. i already have the mask for it.

could someone i know come on and help me? itll only take a few minutes...

thanks so much <3

I was in the forest, and there was a fawn of my pictogram and a plain deer with my pictogram, and there was a cluster of about four or five pictos stuck at the bottom. What's wrong? And why is no one responding to me in the Forest? Does anyone even have a clue as to what's going on?

~Emily

I tell you this, I tell you now, never as a fawn...

...should you want a pelt upon you never to be cast upon ye...

My treats have been poisoned by the foulest of tricks.

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;-; I've always wanted that pelt, but alas...I shall never wear it x3 Never, lol.