how long do you stay a fawn for?

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i bet the title caught your attention (:

Emmy is in the forest and would like to come and say hi to everyone,
so if a very small beflowered fawn comes up and starts braying at you
please dont be alarmed.
Shes very happy today.
im not sure why.

edit:- path to home if that was you then thankyou for the flowers (:
emmy says thank you too (:

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Well, I was told about this game by someone who only informed me of it in an attempt to tell me how bad it was trying to make me laugh...I found it not so terrible. In fact, while not very in depth and in some ways a little disturbing...I think I might find myself enjoying this. It's a bit refreshing to just play in a community without the usual competitiveness and foolishness that comes with so many online games.

And so I give out a fond hello to everyone, and introduce myself as a new little faun in the endless forest. May we all get along.

no worries!!! =] just a little moody!!!

If deer could 'sing'
our deer can dance already maybe they could start singing too and when more deer join in they 'harmonize' or something (like when the dancing music gets louder)
I just thought it would be cool

they can sing in the rain *cute*

Magnet: I've never seen rain fall so heavily in the Forest before. Scape told me he's seen it like this once - as a fawn - months ago. But never since then.
For once I found myself running through the Forest. I don't mind the rain, but when it's pouring like a waterfall so that it drenches a deer right through their fur in a matter of seconds, I'm not a fan. I quickly went about my routine - visiting the Sunbeam, but foregoing bathing in the Crying Idol's tears, for obvious reasons - before taking shelter within the hollow of the Old Oak. Other deer had the same idea, though some would only stick around for a few moments, before diving back into the downpour. I was staying put; I'd only leave for a quick drink at the lake now and then.
At one point a fawn came that turned me into a dove. O.o So I cast the pelt spell I had from the sleeping deer that were present as "revenge". X]

The rain was making me drowsy, so Scape switched in before I left, but he didn't stick around, as he was "naked". XD
[=blue]Scape: XP Funny.
But really, Pega just wanted a break, so I came back a little later.
I found a group of deer dancing in the rain nearby to the tree, so I joined in. And soon we were all rearing, as prompted by the deer with the Orca pelt.

Not long after that, Vipin started slowly walking away, so we all followed at the same pace. It was pretty peaceful just walking through the rain and letting it soak us.

Though I think Stumps was too antsy to just walk the whole way. XD

Yeah! I finished writing the first
chapter! Now all I gots to do is comic book it!
Here are the deer who are staring in it, and the peeps
staring in this chapter.


Seele
Shadow Child
Blackwolf1141
Demon Gazelle (Walter)
Stelmaria
Blackhoof

Blackhoof will not be staring in the whole comic.
Blackhoof dousn't want to hogg up the show!
But he will appear up in lil' tid bits. Oh yeah...

and ch. 1 is called DARLINGS and you'll see why when I
do the comic. By the way, I've been looking for one last stag to
play in the comic. Oh and do believe there will be other deer
too...But for right now I'm looking for one last stag.

The first page takes place, around the time when
Blackhoof comes back to the forest. For me what was five months
was five years to him, so his memory is shaddy. He soon meets Seele, Shadow
Child, and Blackwolf1141. And this is where our story shall begin.

Theres been a comic short series before...
so I'll try my best to make it neat in clean....
Really the neat and clean part is depending on
my scanner. But I shall give it my all....Oh yeah
and Ch.1 dousn't mean it's only one page.

Keep forgeting to inclued stuff....
Okay, also it isn't a deep, dark story.
It's more of a happy, funny, and weird story. So
we could say it would be rated G for family fun
and PG13 because Demon Gazelle is evil, and
theres some stupid parts. Or maybe just PG?

[Blackfeathr:] AUUUGH! Stupid computer jumped backward a page and deleted the entire Journal entry! D:< *grumbles...*

[GW] Can it, sugar queen, I'll just write it again.

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I awoke to rain today.

The large droplets pointedly patted at my head as I began to wake. The dreams I'd had had retreated to dance just beyond my conciousness, but the images of last night, ever so clear. The haunting memories replayed themselves painfully. I'd watched over tear filled eyes with the others, the Demon Gazelle, fall asleep for the last time and his body, fade away until it became a plume of black smoke. He was gone. I couldn't believe it. Vipin walked up and we both mourned together for the late great... sometimes irate... Walter. I was glad he was there, it comforted me greatly. I couldn't remember what I had done after that. I don't know how I ended up in this obscure area of the Forest, not even near where I usually go to sleep, underneath the leaning rock in the Playground. My wet fur was plastered against my skin.

I eased myself up, giving my fur a quick shake, sending droplets of water flying but not doing much to dry myself. The torrential downpour was unrelenting as I snaked my way among the close knit trees, finding my bearings. I perked my ears and listened, but only heard the faint breathing of a few slumbering deer. The forest was completely, and utterly, silent but for the steady drone of the Gods-sent rain.


I arrived at the pond, observing the fish swim around quite unphased at the weather just above their heads.


The look of a forlorn Forest.

The rain had started to trickle onto my skin through my fur, giving me goosebumps. My antlers were more like gutters, siphoning the water down the back of my neck by the buckets full. Shivering, I turned on my heel and headed toward the Old Oak.

*sniffs it*

Hmmmmmmmmmm........

<<;

>>;

o.o;

AHHH.

*cough*

...

(anzel's in the forest again, lol)

Another month passed. Nothing special happened, nothing new. There was news spreading around about the loss of a friend, someone who was a friend to seemingly the entire forest. Even though Skokey didn't know the deer personally, he had seen him a few times. He knew he was very old. He paid his respects, unknowing of who this deer really was, he still had prayers for him and all who knew him.

Skokey's pelt had been growing a little more robust now, the darker brown turning to more of a black. His underbelly was disappearing, and his face was turning a little more peach every day. Through many studies of his reflection, he realized that he had a Butterfly Pelt growing in. Once he realized this, he seemed very pleased. After all, that was his desired pelt, and he didn't even have to work for it.

He was growing a lot bigger. He had grown at least six inches more than he was when he was a fawn. His voice was changing, embarrassingly. He had cracked it several times when talking to a friend or even a stranger, which was never any fun for him. Because of his cracking voice, he became a little more socially awkward. He always tried to stay on the outer edges of groups, staying as silent as possible. Fenqua always laughed whenever his voice cracked, which made him a bit irritated. Fenqua had been growing about as fast as Skokey, but she was still a little smaller than him.

Fenqua had been his friend for a long time, but he started to feel a little differently about her. He seemed to have a little crush on her, which Fraalch said was normal. He hoped it would pass pretty soon and they could still be friends without anything messing it up. She was friendly, kind, very open to him, but he didn't know how she felt about him. It tortured him a little, he didn't want anything bad to happen. Usually he just shrugged it off, though, and still had fun.