This character is open for all kinds of interaction; both positive and negative. Harming him physically and mentally is fine, even killing him as long as he can be revived someway.
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A young fawn hadn't took a bath or groomed himself since his arrival to the forest and both his odour and looks clearly expressed that. He had collected an impressive arsenal of twigs and leaves on his fur, especially his fluffy mane was a mess. There were tangles here and there but it didn't seem to concern the fawn. He wasn't aware of problems which his ungroomed fur could cause.

Jade-colored eyes observed a bug crawling on a fern. He didn't remove his gaze for a second as long as the bug kept moving. Once it stopped the fawn chomped both the fern leaf and the bug - ending up spitting everything out. Mouth wide open the fawn starred the wet mess beside his feet bit confused. The bug seemed confused too and in a panic it started crawling away in the grass. The light fawn took it as a challenge and started chomping the grass, trying to catch the bug.

Every once in a while the bug managed to escape from the fawn's eyes, resulting the fawn frolicking around trying to find his new friend - or a lunch, he wasn't sure about it either. Excited cries escaped from his mouth as he spotted the bug and continued his mission to catch it.

While you weren't here
I cried every night
A million tears fell
Still my heart wasn't right

While you weren't here
I did what I could
Hoping against hope
My decisions were good

While you weren't here
I gained some in age
Things just went on
And life turned a page

While you weren't here
I just tried to go on
Knowing what didn't kill me
Would only make me strong

While you weren't here
A whole lot got changed
My life became different
My world rearranged

While you weren't here
I had to learn to be alone
To stand on my two feet
To make my own home

So that's where I am now
At this stage of my life
Still scared and alone
Still coping with strife

And oh how I wish that
Things could be different
That I could go back
To a time in the past

To a time before
You weren't here

Source

Going through tough times with my grandmother dying just yesterday, I was totally fine handling my depression but now it's getting out of hand with this uncalled for situation. I thought I'd share this poem, it's very meaningful to me and hopefully to others <3.

Its a tuesday morning, lets break in the week with a dance party at the playground! I'll be sitting on the big rock. I've got the swan pelt, lilac flowers and orca mask!

Te a cordas cuando mirabas por la ventana,
y con la mano tratabas de tocar las gotas de agua,
empañabas el vidrio y dibujabas en el,
le pedías a tu madre salir a pisar los charcos de lluvia,

La lluvia y esa sensación tan feliz,
que te rodean en una danza eterna,
inunda los valles remotos
dando una nueva vida y generación

Colmada de pensamientos
acciones incoherentes
nos ofrece pensamientos
diferentes, y particulares

Nos inspira tristeza y amor
puede ser la escena de una tragedia
tanto como de el acto de amor mas puro

Tu piensas que es solo agua
pero no si te fijas bien
ella nos refleja, y nos muestra nuestro interior
es mas alguna vez pensaste
que detrás de la lluvia esta el sol
y cuando te das cuenta
de que el sol y la lluvia trabajan juntos
Se crea un arco iris

By: Libertad

Hello everyone,

While I hope this game is able to trek on as long as it is able, one day we may find ourselves elsewhere. When this happens, what other games do you all enjoy playing? Any similar titles?

Again
Long life and Glory to TEF

-Platinum

We cast spells on each other for fun
We ran forever in an endless forest
We cuddled and nuzzled and enjoyed each others company
We sought out the other deer who called into the echoes.

You ran and I followed
Through trees and flowers
Ruins and ponds
We rested under willows and bathed in blue flowers

And you nuzzled me one last time before you left.

Thank you my friend.

I will look for you again.