"ISISS!!" yelled a fawn, no more than a few days old and already running and jumping around with the others. The young deer skidded up to Isis, one of the does who enjoyed watching the young ones play, gossiping with the other does or even participating in with the Fawn play.

At the moment she was just emerging from the cave of does, a place where only female deer attended to enhance their talents and doeish qualities.

The fawn, flying through the air towards the unaware doe, was named Sykora, and had been transfered to the Cave of Does when her mother had died while giving birth to her. Sykora was cared for by the many childrenless does there, and very much enjoyed all the attention she got.

Wam.

Sykora bombarded into Isis, creating a curiously loud sound. The two deer sat on the ground where they had fallen, dazed for a moment. But of course Sykora was quick to recover and started jumping around the confused Isis.

"Isis! Isis! Isis! Guess what?"

Isis the doe lifted her head to the eager fawn. "What on earth was that for, Sykora?" She got up slowly, and shook the twigs and dirt off her pelt, eyeing the fawn suspiciously.

"Emiva told Lacey to come and talk to you!!" The fawn jumped around Isis.

"Emiva? Oh no." Emiva was the old, elderly leader of the Cave of Does, and usually whatever she had to say wasnt that optimistic. But why would she ask Lacey to come and ask her? Hm. Isis pondered over this thought, while at that same exact moment, Lacey come out of a clump of bracken.

"ISIS." Lacey puffed, clearly exhausted and fatigued. "I was looking for you everywhere"

"What is it?" Isis asked her friend, lending a helpful nuzzle to encourage what was to be said. Lacey looked into Isis's eyes.

"You have been summoned."

"Summoned! Summoned! Isis has been summoned!" Sykora danced around the two deer, clearly off in her own world as little fawns do when they dont know that there is danger about.

I need one fawn to take place in my story, just one fawn, any fawn would do, I just need a fawn. Thank you. And any more fawns you may have. Please. Thank you.

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-Basic Information-

.:N A M E:. La Larka Sanctur

.:T I T L E:. The Golden Feather

.:A L I A S:. Larka, Lark

.:G E N D E R:. Female

.:A G E:. A late Yearling, a teen in Human Years.

. R E I N T A T I O N:. Heterosexual

.:S P E C I E S:. Whitetail Doe

. I C T O G R A M:. X

.:T E X T C O L O R:. #FFEC8B







-Appearance-

[=9].:S E T:. Great Argus Pelt, Real Deer Mask, Doe Stubs

.:S E C O N D A R Y S E T:. Pretty much anything cast on her for the day she will flaunt through the forest, but she will change back for the next day.

.:B U I L D:.
A rather small and petite doe, she only stands 34 inches off the ground, and weighs 95 pounds.

Hi, I'm Wolfheart. People on Wolf Quest might know me as Haleyu12 or Amberlit. I haven't played TEF yet so I doubt anyone knows me. I'll see you in the Forest! (Or Amethyst Mountain. )

I have made two new best buddies in TEF. My friends names are (I hope I got them right.) Ravynn and Wikimon. If either of you is reading this, I hope I see you soon!

~~~Prolouge~~~
ATTENTION. YOU HAVE A CHOICE OF TWO THEME MUSICS TO PLAY WHILST READING THIS STORY. There is this (undertakers theme) or this (Lord of the rings theme) Enjoy.

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"It--its coming" She whispered under her breath, her eyes a desperate hue. "Its coming!"

"Shhh...shh... what is coming? What do you mean?" An older deer asked, her voice sharp and cracked at the end, the result of old age. The elder stopped, looking into the eyes of the younger doe. "No... not the..."

"Yes!" The young deer croaked, her eyes clouded. "It is! At last! It is here..." Her voice drifted off.

"No, come back to us Mio, dont let go." Another older doe stood up, her attention caught. She drifted to the young doe's side. "Breathe. And tell us what you saw."

The young doe breathed in a withered breath, and shook, a new eerie calmness clouding her voice. "I saw the eye of the plague, the eye of the body of the plauge, I saw..." she closed her eyes, as if it was painful to take in even the tiniest breath, "I saw death, mother" Tears welled from her eyes.

"No..." An elder doe whispered, nuzzling her daughters cheek. "It will be okay, it will all be-"

The young doe's eyes grew big, the full moon of her pupils allight with a new flame. She nuzzled her mother weakly back... and, with her eyes still open, breathed in her last barely audible breath, "Its coming."

And then she was gone.

The old crone of a deer looked from her daughter up to the sorrowful night sky. She spoke, quietly but dutifully, "Lacey." She swallowed to herself. "Bring me the deer that you saw in your dream."

A small and young brown doe emerged from the interior of the cave, great sadness clouded in her eyes. "All of them, Emiva?"

The old deer swallowed again and closed her eyes. "Yes. All of them. Isis, Shin, Atiq, Squeegie, and Lihl"

I! HAVE JUST TALKED! LIVE! IN PERSON! TO LIZARDFEEEEEEEEEIIIIISH! ON THE PHONE!

I'm just so excited by that that I had to tell the world. And we're gonna meet up! In Tropical Bird Land (free-flying tropical bird place thing)!
Yaaaaaaay! ^^

U P D A T E S

current staus;; watching.
feeling;; content. Thinking about the memories...
thoughts;; how long it has been, how long it will be. But I will never forget you, nor the forest.



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Which bio do you like better? Bio 1 or Bio 2? (difference=the fanarts)

BIO 1 (fanart as list)

BIO 2 (fanart as box things)

very funny thing, maybe will rest in here for longer