Hehe, sometimes I've been curious how old people are, and if they're a boy or a girl.

I'm a girl, like most of my deer, and I'm 16 1/2. How about all of you?

Oh, and you can state your birthdays if you feel comfortable.

Mine's unluckily the same as Dick Cheney's b-day...*shudders*...January 30th, 1992.

-FINISHED. JUST TOUCHUPS.-

"Come on Sykora!" A young fawn bounced around happily through the forest. "Why are ya taking so long? C'mon, lets play!"

A once life-filled and peppy Sykora slowly emerged from the protection of a tree. She looked around fearfully, then to her friend. "Are you sure you want to play? You know... there have been reportings of deer being killed..."

"Dont worry Sykora!" Martisol said, nuzzling her friend. "I will protect you from any danger. You can count on me!" She reared up, as if attacking many foes at once. Sykora giggled.

"Okay. Try to catch me!" She ran along the playground, jumping from rock to rock as she used to. Martisol giggled and laugh as she tried chasing the little bullet in and out of little secret hideouts they had found together at the playground. They ended up falling off a rock into a clump of leaves at the bottom, and laughed until they couldn't breathe.

"Martisol," Sykora said, looking up at the cloudy sky.

"Yeah?"

"Lets be friends forever"

Martisol let out a roar of approval and wrestled her friend to the ground. "Race ya to the ruins! Last one's a wrotten mushroom!" She sped off towards the ruins, Sykora right on her tracks. The wind whistled past her, encouraging her on, but Sykora was becoming quickly tired.

"Wait! Wait for me! Slow down a bit!" She panted. Whew. Why was she so tired?

"Wanna rest?" Martisol looked back over her shoulder to the fatigued Sykora.

Sykora nodded, reliefed.

"Okay" Martisol said. She watched her friend settle down in the middle of the path. "I'll be right back!" She walked along the track to the ruins, where she had hid her secret pinecone she had wanted to show Sykora from before. It was huge. And she knew it was special. Walking down the path, she heard a faint cry, and then a thrustle of grass. Martisol's ears pricked.

I was wondering if someone would do me a favor ingame. I want a closeup of a bird on my antlers and if that person doesn't mind I would love to enter the picture in the forums for the search of pictures. Thank you~

Atiq awoke with a start, the image of a lifeless and clearly dead doe haunting him from his dream. Beads of sweat were streaming down his forehead, and he was shivering. Quad, beside him, was fast asleep. Rutilus, on the other side, was also asleep, although he was usually a light sleeper.

Occasionaly Atiq would get visions of his early childhood abandonment, just screenshots of what happened, but never before of a deer he had never seen before. He shivered. Quad beside him stirred, and Atiq thought it would be best to not disturb his two bunkmates, so he silently made his way out of the tall grasses into the early dawn. There was fresh dew upon the leaves, and the morning doves were cooing softly.

Atiq stretched his sore muscels and took a quick dip in the pond to relieve himself of the persperation his dream had caused him. A frog croaked nearbye. The image came back... of the dead doe... what does it mean? Atiq shook himself off on the dry soil and sat down, waiting for answers.

Atiq got dreams of death all the time... mostly from his early childhood, as stated before. But something about this time really hit him hard. Something about that doe...

"Hey Atiq!" Roared Quad, his zombie antlers drooping from sleep. "Your up early today. You okay?"

Atiq shifted his gaze to the young stag. Should he tell him? Or would he simply make fun of him. Maybe he could give it a try.

"Quad," Atiq started, "I had a dream last night..." Quad sat down beside Atiq.

"A dream about what?"

"There was this doe, and... and" He couldn't bring the picture back to his mind. He sighed helplessly and rested his head on his hooves.

"Okay. So you had a dream about a doe. Is that it?" Quad couldn't help but let out a sly smirk.

Of course Atiq noticed. "No no, it was different... She.. she was dead. It... it was horrible" He shook his head, as if trying to relieve the thought.

Just because everyone else does it~

PS. Will be updated from time to time~





WindHowler



Picto:

How to remember: A mountain with a wind swirl at the top, plus a couple weird lines on the left.

Name: WindHowler

Nickname: Wind

Gender: Male; Stag

Birthday: September 2007 (?)

Appearance: Cream and Red stripe pelt. Candles on antlers. Crying eyeless face.

Temperament: Shy but loves to play once the greetings are done with. Gets upset easily.

Where to Find: Crying Idol, the dark forest to the left of the crying idol, and Ruins.

When?: Nighttime, Twilight, Snow, Fog.

Sleeps: On sunspots.

Theme Songs:
A Stray Child (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eDpqpcC8KY&feature=related)
Memory Of The Waters (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJ9b_M7yhoM&feature=related)
Echoplex (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HYY5nvWCa8A)

Friends: Pretty much anyone he meets.

~~ -"Fun" Facts- ~~

-Loves to run around
-Loves the Ruins
-Thinks the pond water is too cold
-misses most Abiogenesis
-goes missing for days
-fears the "White Plague"
-Does not like being a loner.
-Is a loner anyway~

~~ -Fanart For Wind?- ~~

None, because no one cares...

~~ -Stories He's In?- ~~

An Epic Story(Emiva) http://endlessforest.org/community/index-epic-story

Broken Bridge, Broken Land(Blackhoof) http://endlessforest.org/community/story-ch-1-read-if-you-can-or-if-you-...

Forsaken Falls(SnowRift) http://endlessforest.org/community/forsaken-falls-chapter-2-sorry-delay

Voron

Well, I shall be posting the art I'm making for you of our little art trade here. :3 Here is your first picture I did, and I hope you like it :3



I did this while I was banned from TEF. Hope you like ^^ I did this in five minutes, soo...



As you might have noticed... I am trying to put in some variety. Sorry. I had to XD





There shall be more! : D

AN EPIC STORY ~~featuring endless forest players~

ONE YEAR AGO THIS DAY, AN EPIC STORY WAS CREATED. TODAY IS AN EPIC STORY'S FIRST YEAR ANNIVERSARY!! :'D

THE MAKING OF AN EPIC STORY.
It all started about a year ago, on August 9th, 2008, with this post.


~

~Prologue~ **Illustrated by Emiva**
Featuring:
Mio, Emiva, Lacey,

~Chapter One~ **Illustrated by Icefoxer**
Featuring:
Isis, Sykora, and Lacey.

~Chapter Two~
Featuring:
Atiq, Quad, and Rutilus

~Chapter Three~
Featuring:
Sykora, Martisol

~Chapter Four~ **Illustrated by Icefoxer**
Featuring:
Quad, Sykora, Lacey, Windhowler, Mio, and Emiva

~Chapter Five~
Featuring:
Shin, Squeegie, Poet

~Chapter Six~ **Illustrated by Icefoxer**
Featuring:
Isis, Martisol, Others

~Chapter Seven~
Featuring:

Well, not exactly. I'm going to the mountains for a week! I love the mountians. The beach is not the best for me. Anyways I will be staying in our mountian house. I'm going to take lots of pictures and probably post them here.

For some reason I have the urge to make a nature book to put all my findings in. Oh, silly me. I'm acting like it's the first time I've been to the mountians.

Anyways, I hope I don't miss too much of the happeings here. I will be leaving tomarrow morning.

I'll miss you all deerly (lol get it deer ly lol

[=#A07DFF]*yawns*...I have only just awoken from my nap, so my vision is blurred and my thoughts are not clear, but my Lady has let me speak, and I shan't let this go to waste.

I have yet to speak of my travels through the forest...

...

You all know of my day, so I shan't bore you with the story once more, but I shall tell you of a few things that happened.

Firstly...I still query as to who this sweet little fawn was...



Secondly...I never found out until later, but apparently, I met Zabrath (am i correct in your name?) the nameless stag in the forest. I still feel bad for not paying full attention. I believe I noticed the deer, and suspected that it was them. But I wasn't entirely sure. As I remember...I sat by them, but I saw some deer jumping around, and got up to see them. I tried to see if the deer would join me, but they acted sad. I felt bad and tried to return to them...but they left. I am still sorry...

Later on, I had what my human calls a 'moosing'...What the mythic moose has to do with changes in my temperament, I have no honest idea. But, my moosing was intense. I had just met the 21 fae, but suddenly felt surrounded by unknown deer. I felt so shy, and hid behind a tree...and they followed. I kept running and running, but they kept following...

I eventually just...hid away. I saw one distant deer approaching me, and I just wanted to be alone for a slight bit, so I kept running...they continued to approach me, very slowly. They sat in the distance and watched me, and I hid in the peacock grass...

I'm glad they were there, though, despite my mood desiring me to be alone. It helped me feel better...and when I finally started to get a moosing for the better, the sweet fawn hopped by me. They nuzzled the deer, and I couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy...they never nuzzled me. So I kind-of crept off again, this time, unfollowed...

http://s344.photobucket.com/albums/p342/Nanenna/08102008/?action=view&cu...

I'm tired, it's my day off. I'd rather go play more in the forest but there's what little I got to do while I was lagging so badly. Again: thanks to the sweet deer who played with me while I could barely move. ^^