Full name: Kanta Alaraqui
Date of Birth: June 22, 2008
Gender: Doe

Personality: Kanta is a rather playful fawn, enjoying running, jumping, playing such as all fawns generally do. However she is rather shy around large groups of deer(especially mature does and stags), and is known to hide and cower when in such situations. She usually plays alone but is prone to hiding out and watching other deer play.

Background: Having no parents and being as young and new as she is, Kanta is not all too sure as to where she came from, but she knows she is not a native child of the forest. Knowing that, she tends to seclude herself from others, but does wish very much that she had a companion to play with.

[Bio is pretty crummy, but as Kanta grows she will remember more of her origin and come more into her own. This is just a little quickie bio to give a general idea of her.]

Blackhoof's day: Once more...another day in the
life a pumpkin headed deer..

So as usual B.H. awoke. Seeing Wyvern his doe
Orca freind was on, and his other doe freind was on.
He headed strait to the closes one. He began to trott over
to Wyvern. When he saw her she was sitting silently by a tree.
He was actually kind of rude. He imediatly sat down beside her without
a word.

Some minutes went by and we finally stood and
greeted each other. Soon the other doe freind( he likes
to call her lighting ..becuase to me her picto looks
like a lighting bolt) came. They danced sat around and gave one
other coats.

We stade at what B.H. likes to call the chillen spot now. Because
most of the time he partys with his freinds over there. After a while
he did fall asleep beside Wyvern but they woke up. As time went by more deer
came and Wyvern and I trotted off. We trotted around the pond, with another deer
that was familiar but I can't remember it's name.Soon Wyvern got tired and went
to sleep, and the other deer left to go somewhere. Blackhoof

saw one of his stag freinds sat with him then left to go to sleep.
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Good greif! So much happened and so
much to tell... tried o sum it up the best way I could...

"Skokey.... Skokey! Wake up, you bum!" Fenqua poked at her friend with great force. It was well into the morning and Skokey slept in for no particular reason. "Come on, Skokey, today's the day you're gonna get back to your social life."

Skokey mumbled, "But I dun wanna go to breakfast..."

Fenqua sighed. She lowered her head and put her mouth to his ear. "Oh Skokey...." she took a quiet breath, "WAKE UP."

His head shot bolt upright and looked around frantickly. He soon oriented himself and looked at the chuckling doe. "Please don't wake me like that. I thought I was gonna have a heart attack!" He got up and took a huge stretch. "So... You said something about socializing?"

Fenqua nodded, "Yep. You are gonna make some friends while I catch up with an old one."

"Wait, so you're gonna leave me all alone? With all these deer I don't know?"

"You'll be fine. I'm sure there will be one deer who will want to be your friend." She smiled sweetly, "Besides, I can't keep track of you forever. You can't tell me you've wanted some alone time after all these months?"

Skokey blushed at the comment, and lowered his ears. He quickly retorted, "Don't you think I've spent enough time alone?"

Fenqua's smile disappeared. She suddenly remembered how it was before she came back. "I'm sorry... I don't have to leave if you don't want me to."

Skokey now felt horrible for what he said. "No, that's okay. You go meet up with you friend, I'll be fine."

She smirked again, "I'll take you to the Pond. There'll be plenty of friendly deer there. Then you're on your own."

Skokey smiled, "Fine by me."

They set off for the Pond, talking (and lightly arguing) along the way. They soon arrived at their destination. Skokey's knees started to shake. Fenqua recognized that, from when they first met.

............a tale by Bilbo Baggins

just kidding.

But I just watched that today......so it's stuck there................

Anyways, point being, I am back, and my friend and I had an awesome time ^-^
But now, Atiq shall reenter the forest............tomorrow, he is sleepy right now X3

Enough of this nonsense.....you have my permission to go back to something more interesting now XD

I tire quite a bit of this uncommon misfortunate that has befallen me. Is it always simply my turn to be alone? To have woken up one morn to find that I am the bearer of the tormentuous lone?

I feel as though I've done something in the past. Before my fawnhood, even. And this something was never truly...considered, by any sort of God, in a past world. Might this be revenge for a time I cannot even conceive of?

My brain's all fuzzy now, this subject is too complex for my brain to dwell upon for too long.

My Human has attempted to locate the chain holding me from communications with my kind. Alas, she has lost quite a bit of her wealth. She has tried to explain this concept of 'wealth' and 'money' to me.

Might you perceive what it is? She explained it as though...if a deer had some special spells, and another had some spells you want, you might exchange them, possibly? And that a deer cloaked in a Black as Night pelt, a Skull, and Kirin antlers may have more 'wealth' than a stag lacking any special pelts, masks, or antlers.

Humans are curious creatures, are they not?

I enter the forest, and not a single deer's scent graced my nostrils. What a disappointment. But...I digress.

I have grown so very accustomed to my fate. My Human says the chain has been perceived of, but it is made of pure Gold, and there is no simple cure. Her web is just ever so slightly too slow, which is nonsensical to me, for I have never see a spider's web move anywhere. Apparently, she has no access to another web, unless she purchased a new computational human creation, of which I've forgotten the name.

I query to you all...shall I remain within this forest, or is it simply of no worth?

You all must be tiring of the peculiar, unresponding fae, who occasionally graces your sights, only to flicker in and out of existence.

I apologise.

I woke up from a new stupor that day...It was strange. The air felt heavier than usual, and the pressure on my head was exceedingly huge. Perhaps I had been asleep too long, or I was psychic for the events to come.

I stretched and yawned, blinking about at the world. It was bright again, but the allergic reaction was one day rolled over. I could not imagine that it was that acting up again. Soon I realized it was that all eyes are sensitive to light when first opening to the world after such a long sleep. I had nearly forgotten after always waking up to constant brightness.

Well, I made my way to the lake for I felt up for a pond walk and a fly, and such my short and most horrid journey began. Like the greatest of great deer I flew over the pond, landed, turned around, and then turned about. Now it was time to moonwalk on the lake.

My haunches rose in the air and my tail wiggled as I took a great leap forward, legs landing for a run. Aha! I soon skidded to a halt, the surface of the water spraying at my feet. Like a sparkling magic, I began my moonwalk. Oh, I felt so fancy. But then I saw what horrid secrets the pond keeps.

Fawns. The most vile disgusting creatures ever created in the forest! Fawns. Fawns...FAWNS! It was dancing in place on the water, nearly causing me to loose my less than magical grip on the water. Knowing now the water was tainted with its foul touch I took a great run and leap from my moonwalk and made it to shore.

lol Skokey.. colorblind much?



DANCE AROUND THE MAGIC DEER STUMP



*BAM* ouchie...



so i herd u liek deer stump :B XD



lol Wyvern! i help you with your set and you turn me into Darcy XDDDD no harm done, i was laughing on my end <33



where Skokey sleeps <3






LOLFISH <333

Just in case if you don't know them
or seen them prancing around like pumpkin heads?
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Name: Blackhoof
Nickname: Blackie (You may call him Pumpkin head...I don't care)
Sex: Buck or Stag (whatever suits your fancy)
Age: Full grown Stag (human years ummm 16....0r 15 it changes)

Sign: Look at pic
How to remeber: What's more to say? It looks like a tree?

MAIN coats:
(he's got hundreds of more coats)(Pic has his ultamit coat)

Mates: None - has a tiny crush....but chances are
slim that they will ever be together...he has
another crush...but she's long gone...

Profile: Blackhoof is a punpkin headed butter
ball. He gets probably high off of air. Although his
energy can be abundent, he can also know when it's time to
chill out. He is protective of his freinds. He likes
to play fight(shakeshead+ Rears...tell when playfight).
He is bully towards trees and he will ram into them. Sadly
the trees probably get back at him when it's raining(nothing
to cover his wet head).

He dous not take kindly to bullies. Since his human has
technicaly had to deal with a few. He is usually quite nice
or tries to be, but sometimes he can't stand it when a deer is
being messed with. He will normaly comfront the bully and tell him to
leave. However, Blackhoof has been down in the dumbs a bit lately
so most of the time he might ignor fights...thinking it's a foolish atempt to try
to get him worked up or there just play fighting.

He has been missing his freinds a great deal, and he spends most
of his time waiting at the pond by the willow tree he sat on the
last day he saw his freind Wyvern.

You can normaly catch him anywhere. But you can really see him by
the bridge or crying idol.

Extra info:
Sunny forest = Happy B.H.
Cloudy forest= Peaceful and embracing
Raining forest= Blah

He stood paralyzed. Not by the others looks, but the way he had gotten so close without him even knowing it.

His acquaintance’s dark fur did not faze him. Toomoko had disturbed a few unruly or just curious fawns as he ran, they bleated at him to stop and play but their calls went unheeded as he ran past. Their dark colored coats blended in with the forest much more so than his pale coat and strange shapes everyone tried to pass off as markings.

Ears low in submission and large tufty tail between his legs he watched as the other moved toward him with muddy gold, alert and fearful eyes. Although he tilted his head slightly confused when the other stopped approaching. He moved his stiff and sore legs slightly, sending ripples over the clear water.

He turned his eyes away from the other fawn, thinking of the past and trying to remember. But remember what? What was there to remember but remorse? The scorn born of the others when they discovered him? The surprise and fear as the extent of his markings revealed by an elder deer. The steady sureness in that single voice, the murmured agreement and support of the others. His fate decided.

And here he stood, again paralyzed by the same fear of the unknown. He tried to relax, and turned his head back to the other fawn’s progress across the far side of the water. He thought that if the other was not careful, he would fall in. As he was deciding on wither or not to warn the fawn, the bank gave away underneath the others feet and other fawn fell into the water with a resounding splash before his eyes!

Seeing the fawn struggle to keep his head above the deep waters broke his reverie and as the darker one slipped under, he darted to help, his hooves making slight splashes in the shallower water, before jumping into the deeper area.

Pictogram: Click!

Name: Arithmetic a.k.a. RadioWave or Radio

Gender: Female

Appearance: Standard fawn.

Personality: Radio is happy-go-lucky and full of self-confidence. She loves to run up to other deer and introduce herself, and she has no problem joining a group of deer if it looks like they're having fun. Also, Radio is not the "delicate flower" sort of girl. She is strong and she will show it, but that's not to say she doesn't like being girly sometimes. Radio's also pretty good at reading other deer, though there will always be some she can't figure out, but that's alright with her. She likes to make sure everyone's happy in the forest, however, she's not afraid to tell it like it is. If she's thinks you're just being silly about something, she'll let you know.

Other info:
~She likes to hang out with adult deer just as much as she likes to hang with other fawns.
~She's very patient, though she doesn't always seem that way.
~Sometimes she wears the little purple flowers on her head.
~She doesn't mind being alone, but she doesn't prefer it.
~She's very intelligent and likes to think about why things work the way they do.
~She loves being underwater.
~The red pelt is her favorite.
~She loves giving spells and getting spells!
~Everything's an adventure for Radio!

Radio's Dream Set: