Ghost kept up with the running animal and soon noticed it was a deer.
After a while the deer slowed down and turned around to face him.
"Who are you?" She said.
Ghost tilted his head to the side. "Who are YOU?"
The doe turned around and said one final thing before sprinting away.
"My name is Kry."


Hello all deer playing people out there!
I think im being played dress-up with, random deer are casting spells on me.
Im hoping for doe antlers and the blue starry pelt.

Active: Online
Playing as: Kry
Feeling: Sleepy
Where: on the bridge as usual
Doing: Laying down/fussing over the cute squirrel

I've decided
That when I feel like it
I'ma write poetry in this blog. x3
TEF related or not...


Live Springs:
(Based on this picture: http://pina-colada111.deviantart.com/art/Life-Springs-95644262)

Death brings only life;
Fertile soils
Wence new sprigs boil
Hideous,
Ugly.
It may seem.
But how can it be?
There's so much to see
Where;
New Life Springs

Hops around too much...Doesn't flow. :/ Haven't written anything just for the joy of it in a while. ^^ So I'm rusty, also that took like 2 minutes. xD -fail-
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>> Reposted, as I know a lot of people don't go to the picture section as often as here, and I want Vein to see.

After a long time, I managed to get together this. My attempts were smudged by myself during bad periods many times (as you can see), but I got there in the end.



I do intend to do more of these. Deer I have seen more than others by the bars. ...It just takes a long time to gather materials for enough attempts.

They could see her, sitting with him under the shelter of the willow tree. The group of does whispered amongst themselves, the cavernous inside of the Old Oak muffling the roar of the rain beating down outside. Snippets of conversation rose above the rest.

"-Bloody sweet, the two of 'em-"

"-I wonder how far they've gone-"

"-Wait till Walter hears about this-"

Only two deer remained silent in the back of the tree. Gradually, the chatter faltered, as heads turned to glance at the duo before quickly looking away. They couldn't spare the dignity to stare openly. The pair remained silent, both looking through cracks in the wood with faraway expressions in their eyes. After a few moments, Walterwoman could take it no longer. "...Her? Baby? Whadda you think? About the newest pair." Her golden brown mask covered the hint of a blush marring her motherly face. The chocolate doe turned her head and held her gaze for a brief moment before dropping her eyes to the ground. "I dunno. Can't tell the damned future." There was a hint of defiance in her voice. "They look nice together." The pang of wounds from the past flitted through her eyes as she lowered her head to stare at the dried leaves she rested upon. Walterwoman nodded awkwardly. Too embarrassed to continue, she turned her head, but Poet whispered roughly in her ear, and Srila nodded feverishly. Grimacing inwardly, the butterfly-masked doe looked at the other deer laying next to Her. "Loop?"

The greenish doe was silent. Walterwoman fooled with her hoof nervously, hoping someone would break the silence. Behind her, the other does began to gossip again, their words this time directed around the graceful doe. Her voice brought them crashing into silence, however. "I wish them luck. Perhaps it'll last long enough for them to be happy." She said nothing more and turned her head back to the gash in the wood, a single tear rolling down her cheek

I was -SO- forced to do this.. Eh.. Yeah.. I'm not a writer, NOT AT ALL, so this is horrible and nothing compaired to all those talented writers and HEEEH*Big breath*
I'll just post it. GOOD LUCK D: XD

Gehirn

[=#EE7621]I never talk about myself. I simply do not care, or do not understand why others would care. I've watched them, I've seen the deer frolic with eachother, I've seen lovers and fights, it's as I remembered it myself, before I got cursed.
I was born as a normal fawn. I had parents, who loved me and who cared for me. As I grew older, I grew more intelligent. As any other deer, you might think. But apparantly, I grew too smart. I annoyed my parents, since I was smarter as they were. A parent shouldn't be corrected by it's child. I could sense their annoyance, so I tried to seek for love elsewere.
My peers weren't too happy with me either. Even though I wanted to play as badly as they did, they didn't let me in their groups. I watched, and got used to it.
I guess, these aren't reasons to be cursed. There was something bothering me though, as love failed, hate grew.
I grew cold. I simply didn't care for others, they left me so I left them, left them to rot in their own misery, as I could see through their little pea brains. Many, many thoughts flew through my head, and it simply got chaotic.
When my hooves stomped, blood was spilled. It couldn't be helped, the chaos was too big, even for myself. The deer started to fear me, they took their distance. I simply didn't excist anymore.
But that's not what I wanted. I wanted to excist. Their was a force inside me, and I knew it could help me.
So did they. The gods cursed me before I could ever release what grew inside of me. They banished me, to a land as cold as my heart. Where the tree's were made of stone, where no grass would ever grow. The sky was blinded by clouds, only darkness ruled there.

I wanted to know if anyone would be willing to draw the two? Heh, yes they are mates now, and i would like to have some art of them together ^^ If anyone wants to this is what they look like:

Knight-
Magpie Pelt
Skull Mask
Big Red Antlers

Fureur-
Magpie Pelt
Skull Mask
Doe Antlers

(yes they look alot alike XD)

Thankyou!!


~ Knight and Fureur

I'm...I'm back...

And he...he's gone now...so...I'm...not feeling the best...

I'm kind-of crying.......

It will be a very...very long time before I see him again...

I miss him already...I can still feel his arms around me...his hands holding mine...(i'm the kind of person who maybe gets a hug twice a year from a parent or annoying friend, maybe...never gets kisses or anything else. so this week was my first in alot of things...innocent things, nothing "perverted", lol...we're not like that...)

>_<;...gah...

Help!

Here she is!!! Mystress, the antler Doe!




And here is her buddy, whom she met today around 2:30



And Qammy, whom she hung out with for a good long while!

Name: Esme, EZ-may.

Symbol:

Gender: Doe.

Set: Peacock feathers, Orca mask, and black-blue pelt with the white somtache.

Eye color: The darkest of blues; almost black.

Story So Far: Esme is a timid one, anitsocial, if you will. She doesn't like open areas and perfers to stay in the birch, only leaving to either eat or drink or sometimes she just wants to see what's happeing. She is obervant, she loves to watch nature, but her favorite thing to watch are the birds. She likes to hide in the blue berries or the blue and green grass. She can run endlessly.

Locations: The birch or the Pond, mostly alone.