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Found a fawn along the river, interacted with her a bit, gifted her a new mask and pelt to fit her behaviour. She seemed pretty in dept to the pond.

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" Agh, what now? "
A small blackbird, perched on the male's antler, chirped down at the male with bright eyes among the other five resting red breasted sparrows. Isken slowly shifted, head raising slowly to not bother his small feathered friends, and watched the blackbird fly down from his antler onto the soft soil surface in front of him, squawking and pestering at the red male continuously.

" What do you want? " The male questioned, then realized.

He soon got up, staring down at the ant's nest he had been sitting on, shaking and kicking off the small bugs here and there (with his bird friends flying off of course), and got off the spot to let the bird feed. Well. That sure did occur.

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- Isken - Ken - Isk -
. Red Deer / Unknown Other Heritage .
- Male / Adolescent / Asexual -
. Quiet / Affectionate / Observer / Botanist / Wise / Kind / Agile .
Aug / 29th / Virgo

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Loves - Silence, Nature, Birds, Companions, Botany.
Hates - Surprises, Loud noises, Destruction, Annoyance, Pestering, Death.
Fears - For the destruction of The Forest.
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Current Relationships:
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friendships:
. kotoli/kelpie
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enemies:
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mutuals:
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Large frame for an adolescent, red pelt tinted with white underbelly/behind/face, wears a kabuki mask, antlers always decorated in hyacinths or poppies, usually sits on a moss covered rock in which he likes to claim as his own, when interacting with a new friend/acquaintance usually speaks with a soft voice.
Smells of maple leaves and a indescribable mixture of berries + foliage.

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Notes to finding him in game:

- If a foal roars, he responds.

I should explain why I so randomly disappeared (how long ago was it?). My cousin, who was my best friend, died in a car accident. I got really low emotionally and just couldn’t handle keeping up with people, let alone my characters on here. I’m so sorry I left without an explanation, I just wasn’t ready to explain. And then once I was gone for a while, I felt like I’d only be disrupting if I came back.

So let me start over if I may, in a way. I really missed you guys and this community. I’m not too sure if I’ll start over with new characters or bring old ones back. Honestly, I kinda miss Rhea. I know it’s been a while though so I have no clue how that’d go with her in forest; I know I couldn’t exactly pick up where I left off. But yeah, can't resist bringing Rhea back and maybe Alani too.

I can’t get in the forest quite yet. Maybe in a day or two when I’m at a better computer. Hope you guys aren’t too mad at me for disappearing. I hope I can get back into the swing of things here and talk to old friends maybe and meet some new..

Just felt some inspiration, so if anyone wants to put in a response I will be using Jaz.

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It was nearly dusk by now. The bird chirps and tweets had finally began to break and the luscious liquid honey sun rays poured its last bucket full over the thick pine trees, leaving a sticky golden shine over the landscape. Spots of yellow painted the vibrant green grass—mainly hidden by tree shadows—that the spotted doe rested in, her mind racing with heaps of questionable thoughts. Consuming her time, and attention.

She restlessly squirmed her right hind leg, a jet black, leather textured bracelet with deep, glowing, crimson dots was wrapped tightly over her ankle, she uncomfortably nipped at the thing but seemed to tighten even more. The tugging halted.

Evening sneaked up across the solid black mountains and sharp tips of tree tops, the fire flies began to dance around the forest with their astonishing white-green glow, shaping the brightly hued flowers. It was such a beautiful picture. But a certain ear-splitting sound crept across the land. An all too familiar sound. Silence.

She began to fluctuate once again, but as the wind whistled within the trees, and the crickets sounded their comforting chirp, she felt... at home. Jazlynn was beginning a new life, and she was beginning to accept it. She had no choice.

A curious sight indeed, a pan piping wolf ensued by a fleet of fawns in captivated hysteria.
He led them to a clearing and sat them 'round.




THE FIRST STORY

Listen.

There exists somewhere, secluded and secure in the darkest and most forgotten mountain forest, a lost cave. It gave dwelling to God's most horrifying and terrible creature. Throughout the earth there was nothing found it did not feast upon. Greatest to smallest, the blood and bones of all beasts from this world piled together, saturating the soil in the recesses of the cave that had seen neither the light of sun nor moon.
On the appointed day, God decided to kill His great creation and shook the earth, collapsing the cave upon it. With this, every life from the planet had been gathered to one place, in the darkest darkness, and the earth there consumed them all.
Ages passed before a wondering woman trampled earth over the grave, exposing a small hole through which a beam of full moon's light first pierced this place of death. From the blood and spirits of all fallen creation there arose a most fearsome and glorious flower, radiating rainbow light and, bursting forth from the ashes, it fired upwards to moon. The woman peered down curiously into the hole which had opened beneath her feet and caught a brief glimpse of this most holy and awesome flower before her soul was completely consumed by the collision of such energies. The spirits of the moon, the woman, and the flower then exploded, together and full of life, into the cosmos. Her body fell dead and vacant over the hole in the earth and, with it's light lost, the flower withered before dawn of the next morn.
The end.

Which then are you, child? The Cave? The Creature? The Food? The Earth? The Flower? The Woman? The Moon? The Light? The Darkness?