EMIVA'S BIO.




Name: Emiva
Pictogram: (look above :3)
Gender: Doe
Age: About 16 and a half in human years
Eye Color: Brown
Set: Gazelle pelt, Stubby doe antlers, deer mask
Friends: Seele, Luciloma, Kieva, Kumiko, SarieBearie, Blackwolf1141, Dannii, Cato, Rowan, Celticmystress, Butch, Fayne, Thsai, Xelandra, Perplex, SnowRift, Jadine (please tell me if I forgot someone)
Mate: Gastepher!
Children: Xelandra (yes, she has a baby ^^)
Favorite spots: The ruins, the pond, or the Crying Idol



Personality: Emiva used to be a high-spirited and happy young doe, but after her friend's sudden and unexpected death, she has changed and will never be the same again. She is friendly, sure, but is afraid to get too close to people, because of the haunting nightmare that they might die as well and she will miss them so terribly. So Emiva keeps to herself often, but who doesn't enjoy a frolic around the forest with friends once in a while? But whenever she sees someone sad, or lonely, or feeling left out, she cannot bear to see it, and goes to sit with them. She wants others to be happy.

Stol'd from Sarie, lols. I COULDN'T RESIST.

Last Updated: 7/29/08

ART

Requests: Nope, sorry. XD
Commissions: Open. =3 Contact me for info.
Trades: OPEN 8DDD

Trades:
1. Marona - Nameless (navy & white pelt, Beluga mask, doe antlers) picto
2.
3.

Gift Art To Do List:

Anything Special?:
Pics of all of my deer, plus some doodles. Non-TEF wise...some fanfic illustrations. :3 And some art for a friend. OH OH OH and you guys will be seeing more of Mr. J sooner or later. XDDD

To share:

1. Lieka's birthday pic.
2. Sketches. Mostly TEF, with some other crap thrown in.

WRITING

To Write:
1. Fanfics for a friend. Propably a Joker one, maybe some deer ones. I dunno.

To Share:
1. Chapter 1 of pirate fanfic, soon as the illustrations are done.
2. Poems.

Currently: nowhere......................................
Pelt: nothing................................................
Server: DOWN! DDDDDDD:

sad >:

http://shadygrove.darkbb.com/life-in-the-grove-f1/emiva-s-funeral-movie-t92.htm

Note: If you have any trouble viewing the movie, either download and install the K-Lite Codec Pack or use a player capable of playing XVID movies, such as VLC Media Player

a girl in my class is stealing my only and best friend!
not stealing like she's mine, but taking her away from me and makes her like the girl in my class
better than me. that's not wrong, but she's the only friend I have that I can trust on 100000000%.
that makes me sad. it feels like she doesn't want to be my friend anymore, and the girl in my class does so I can't be with my friend, because she already asked my friend if they could be together for the whole week, both on school and at home. me and my friend doesn't even talk to eachother as much as before.

Hi you can call me Silent Night or just Silent

When I watched my sister (Hidden-Khaos) play this game i was thinking "this looks fun". Then I asked to have a go of it I was then thinking "WOW this is the best free rein fantasy based game I have played on" but I can forgive the occasional freezeing of the screen and lag.

Well I look forword to seeing you all in the forest.

~ Silent

Herein contains the written works I have posted on this site - not including roleplay posts. Those are too scattered around to compile.

The first thing you'll notice is the multi-chapter story that dominates the top part of this blog. It's discontinued, but I keep it around for nostalgia's sake. Everything else is one-shots unless stated otherwise, followed by a list of gift writings I have received that have been posted on this site.

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<=To chapter 3 * To chapter 5=>

Author's Notes: O_O Mein Gott, I can't believe I'm posting this now. It's 5am, and I just now finished this chapter. XD Please forgive any mistakes you find; I didn't bother to proofread. I wouldn't've done a good job on that anyway. *feels slightly insane from exhaustion* I now present to you

Origins
Chapter 4

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Her son had been rather quiet lately. Much of the time she found him looking through things more than at them. Even when he ate it seemed mechanical. It was beginning to concern her.

Normally, he would be spouting questions about different things they might see, or what someone else had talked about earlier.

He was even spending less time with the other fawns.

She didn’t really blame him in that area, but he’d usually make an attempt to talk to them when it was playtime.

He’d been like this ever since she’d noticed he had snuck off from the herd. She’d searched for him for a good while, but he had ended up finding her instead. Strangely enough, he’d come from the direction of the brook. Had something happened while he was there?

She watched as he grazed listlessly not far from her. He didn’t seem harmed, so what could’ve caused this change?

So many thoughts were swirling through the young deer’s mind. To go, or not to go?

If he went, he’d be away from the stares, insults, and whispers they thought he couldn’t hear. He’d be with deer like him, with flat faces, who wouldn’t think him strange for it. There would be acceptance, for he would no longer be the different one.

He may even meet his father.

But…he would be leaving the most important being in his life behind.

His mother.

She’d given him life, sheltered him from harm, and loved him unconditionally. It would be difficult to just leave her like that.

I'm in the forest when NOBODY I KNOW is in the forest.

*whines*

Brilliant, connection.

I was just recently at the Twin Gods worshipping with this deer, I would like to know who you are so we can be friends!!! We exchanged pelts several times into white.