I haven't done this in so long...
And I don't think I'll ever get round to doing the Abio pics I got.
And I'm so sorry the first lot aren't cropped, I don't have time.
But hey, at least you got them, right? D:

An innocent scene...


RAWR


Nice head you got there. Mind if I try some?


Now these are from a long time ago...

Me and Walter were trying to get some peace, but RD and the deer that go round with him/her wouldn't leave us alone.

*sigh*


Then we ran off, split up, and I came back to find nobody there.
FACEPLANT


Then Loop came and cheered me up.


Mmmm, nice perfume Witcher! Is it new?


Der-dum.....


Phantom! At last, I see you in the Forest!


RD hunting together

There you are I really hope you like it! I had a little trouble with the face, I hope I did it alright!!

Skokey your next! XD

If you want something extra in your picture, such as the pose changed, or flowers on the ground and such, tell me BEFORE I draw the picture! Thanks!

Laruna- I'm working on yours now, so if there's anything you want changed, or something extra in the picture speak now or forever hold your peace! =D

<=To chapter 6 * To chapter 8=>

Author's Notes: After a one-day break due to not getting on the computer early enough to start, I have this up now. Though I'm surprised I'm posting this, cuz I had to type stuff earlier not for fun and started this late...
Anyway, I'm rambling.
Can't believe it's chapter 7 already. o.o And we're still in the fawnhood part! Gah. Too long. I hope I get it done soon...
Ok, I now present

Origins
Chapter 7

~*~
The grin on the fawn’s face threatened to split his face in half as he ran through the Forest.

It wasn’t just from the completion of his “set” thanks to the pelt he had decided on.

It was because of the shining “sun” that now floated above his head, between goat-like antlers, known as Orca antlers.

A pictogram that looked a bit like a landscape.

A picto that read “Scape”.

“Woo-hoo!” He leapt into the air, sprinting along towards the pond.

When he reached the shallow water – being careful not to go too deep and wash away his look – the young deer now officially known as Scape gazed at his reflection.

He saw the same dark mask and antlers that helped in determining his name, but now with a different pelt – a dark blue with gold star markings and lines. The Nightfall pelt. A fitting name, as it looked like he could hide in the dark if not for the glowing gold. The blue seemed to shine in the sunlight.

How do you get multiple deer under your name? Are they all seperate accounts?

There you go! Sorry for the messup on the little glowy thing ( it got a littl smuged)! It's getting late! Off to bed! Hope you like it!!!

Sorry no more room =(

LIST #1:
~Quamar- DONE
~SarieBearie- DONE
~Pegascorn- DONE
~Laruna- DONE
~Skokey- DONE
~Raz- DONE
~Anzel- DONE
~Reetno-Planning

LIST #2:
~Jen
~Silent
~Ammyluva
~Emiva
~Rowan
~L.C.
~Cato
~Io Rez
~Isaita

I think I've dug my own grave! XD

There you go! I really hope you like it!!!

Listen to me. Please. Hear me out. Hear me, in general. My voice calling out your name, desperate to be heart. Just waiting for my Human to tell me that you are there. Waiting to hear that -you- can -hear- me.



I sit and think. And wish. And know you can never be with me. That I can never be with you.



She says there is a thing called...hope. And I have it. Far too much of it.

Hope to be with you.

Hope that you would even let me...

I could scour the world. Over. And over. Always the same flowers, same trees, same love and loss. It's endless.

So why do I try?...

All I can hear is your voice saying my name...in my dreams, I imagine it, I dream of it...and it keeps me going...

And I know...that one day...I...I'll meet you...

---
---
---

Poor Anzel...she'd be much better in a written rpg than an mmorpg right now, heh...

Ah well XD; I just kind-of wanted to write.

Shall my master bid me,
I shall strike her horn to toe
Antlers pierce the flesh upon me
Can't escape, I cannot go

I must get stronger still, she says,
I feel that I must hear
That all she says is right
So right, "You must be Queen, my dear."

And so the scars were painted
On my pelt, my brow, my nose
But nothing could compare
To all the scars I've yet to know

I met him, sleek in dappled pelt
With poppies by his ears
With kind, but saddened eyes
And with a heart so full of woe

One day, he disappeared,
And all my world had turned to pain
For the scars upon my flesh
Were nothing; this was not the same

I felt the antler's prong
Stab through my heart with ample grace
I had to go on through the stabbing
To hide it from my face

And when I saw him; oh, my heart,
It nearly took to flight
I chased him down, and what I saw
Was like a fatal blight

His legs were barely holding him
His frame was rattling, weak,
His voice was frail, cold, and broken,
But oh, to hear him speak...

Oh, Skokey, I have missed you so,
My sweet and kindly prince,
"I lo..." I whispered to him in his sleep,
I couldn't help but wince

"My sweet Skokey," she said beneath
The hum of fireflies,
"Please, never leave me, never go,"
And softly, Fenqua cries...

---
---
---

I'm kind-of depressed right now, so I don't feel like reading it over, but I hope you liked it...*hides*