Hi everyone! I am so happy to be here with you all. I found out about this magical forest just yesterday and I can't wait to unravel its secrets. Here I put some infos about me and my deer Lule. Have a wonderful day, see you in the forest!
I just joined the endless forest and there doesn't seem to be a 'save appearance' button.. My mate tried logging in on their computer and it worked. Any ideas?
Call me Angora or anything you'd like! I'm just a derpy Girl from Austria and art is my passion!
I'm a self taught artist, I started it when I was very young, and I hope that I can continue it until I'm old! X3
I'm very new in Endless Forest xD And I have manyyyy problems, but ehhh :'D
Teeth click with a snap, fangs bared in another threat.
Fur up, hackles raised.
She's growling at ghosts now, mountain song and cracking boulders.
Hisses slice the silence up, sharped knife against paper thin.
Those eyes are wide, ruby death staring into the abyss.
Pupils so wide they hide the red, now they're sinking into slits.
That red glows, that red speaks deep.
The things that she's seen. The things that she's seen.
Lips pulled back, ears battened down.
Shoulders hunched, head lowered.
Lethal crown ready as the flowers fall one by one.
She is a monster.
She is a god.
And what are Gods if not monsters?
Those black hooves strike the ground, one single drumbeat.
Death dealers.
Scars bristle under shining fur.
Nightmare no longer monochrome.
Those teeth snap again, sharp click.
Angry sound.
Bitter beast.
Lost potential.
Lost past.
Lost soul.
She is the remainder.
The One That Endures.
The One Who Stands Still.
Remember who she once was.
She is the devourer.
She is the creator.
The waning light and the shock of lighting.
Remember what she is now.
Outsider.
Shell.
Imperfect space.
Mother.
Wanderer.
The Lost One.
The Broken Thing.
She breaks, she mends.
Trys to get better then slips again.
You can't escape the red.
Can't leave the dead.
She sees all their skeletons.
Their blood is on her hands.
In her heart.
Their voices sound in her head.
Screaming their damnation.
Screaming their pleas.
She is a nobody
And you just made a mistake
The stag swayed, his head held high as he floated through the forest. In all ideals, the black and white beast would be a wonderful competitor in the season of autumn and her rutting games, but he chose against partaking out of principle. No, Moss didn't think himself the better when compared to the participants. In fact, just one year ago, he felt himself inferior to those who could take up their tines and fight for the females. Now, though, he just watched them do what they were born and bred for.
Bugling echoed back and forth. Each white ear picked up the sound of another pair of potential knights. I hope they find what it is they desire. The silent prayer was sent out through thin lips shaped in a mild grin. Any further prayer was cut short by the deafening sound of bones upon bones. It made the stag's blood run cold and muscles burn with heat at the same exact moment. His ears pinned but yearned to hear it again. Black eyes closed, he fought to keep them from opening to go and watch the deer partake in their battle, whether it be mock or not. From the sounds of it, maybe two gargantuan beasts were brawling. If so, he would find large swathes of tilled earth and broken trees to mark their arena later. The forest was already dotted with a few such spaces, and would be peppered by the time they finished.
Silently, the stag marched on. The mannerisms of the moose were apparent, though he was nowhere near such a size. The plod at which he held his gait was slow and meandering, as if he were unaware that war raged on around him. It was then that he crested a small hill and found a gathering of does below. They surrounded the giants that were fighting for their maidenhoods. The scents of musk and estrus mingled on the wind. It only seemed to drive them harder at their goals.
It behooved Moss to take a moment to share the does' respect. These stags sweat and bled as they tested the other's strength.
I woke up with flowers in my antlers, neat-o! What a great way to start the day! I'm still getting the ropes here and met some wonderful bucks today. One gave me a pelt (I'm now brown!!) and another stayed and hanged out with me. I'm still pretty new to the woods here and really enjoyed meeting you guys! It surprised me seeing so many fighting today, I hear a "rut" is going on? That is interesting. Take care guys, have fun. Again thanks to the buck who gave me a pelt and the buck who hanged out with me, thank you for your patience! Hope you have a nice day.
