I cant save the deer skin I try to load it but just pops back to defult deer

Hey guys! Here's a guide of all the sets in the game (:
Most of pics are mine, some from this site, other from the forum, I specified the name of the author each time I found it.

Feel free to give any suggestions and ideas, especially about the possible inspiration of the Fan set, I've found nothing about this one.

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We should communicate like humans.

I need development!
Please only RP if you are prepared for your developed character to make a friend. A squirrel never forgets!

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The little rodent hiccuped, a small amount of blue smoke puffing from her tiny mouth. The action woke her. The little thing scrambled to her paws and sat still, twitching her nose and letting lose a second hiccup of blue smoke.

Spriteling blinked those big brown eyes. "Oh." She exclaimed, then quickly clamped one of her tiny hands over her now-articulated mouth. "That's NOT how I should sound." More surprised words fell free. Instead of realizing at first where it came from, the doe squirrel looked at her hands. "I must've..." The little thing again brought her hands together in front of her nose, this time closed. A look of shock crossed her features. That shiny nut! It must have not been a nut after all. Darned forest with all of its darned weird...

A pair of the deer does chatted off in the distance. Tiny, tufted ears listened intently, and found that their language was no longer a mystery to her. "Whatever that nut did..." She thought out loud, scampering over a log and around the base of a pine in an attempt to scoot closer and listen. They were speaking about fawns. What were fawns? That was answered quickly when a pair of deer pups raced just past her spying position. The startled animal pressed herself against the tree as tightly as possible to avoid their flying hooves. Quickly, the once-thoughtless squirrel put two and two together as the mothers greeted their babies. "Mental note... Fawns are Deer pups. Best stay fa-a-ar away." The red rodent quickly turned and bounded off, her nose taking her in search of adequate food.

Spriteling muttered to herself as she searched through a bed of hyacinths for a spot she had cached seeds back before she was... well... like this. The femme didn't realize she was muttering.

Name: Spriteling o

Age: Young

Gender: Female

Species: TEF Squirrel, which I assume is based on Sciurus vulgaris, the eurasian red squirrel

In-Game Appearance: Squirrel spell

Talents: Cracking nuts, hiding, general mischief, spying

Fearful of / Will avoid: Fawns, being stepped on, demons, cats


Origin: "Look. I don't know how I got here.

Almost 7 years. Wow.

Every now and then I check back on this site. It may sound silly, but this little game helped me in a lot of ways growing up. I met many cool people on here that I sadly haven't heard from in quite a while, but they've left fond memories. This game was my sanctuary. My escape from the bad things that were going on in my life.
I'm happy people are still getting enjoyment out of this game. <3

Whoops. Forgot about this place, haha. Ran across a lovely deer (correction: two!) upon my return. I'm so sorry I didn't realize what you were trying to tell me at first!




Lovely meeting you two! Thank you for the company. <3

Greetings, all. It's me, Bastion.

I know its been a long, long while, but I decided to venture back into the forest today. I forgot how a lot of things worked, but luckily a lot of friendly deer helped me remember. Found a bunch of deer running amok on the playground, so I joined in.


I spent a while watching a brown and a couple of dark blue deer leap about and perform acrobatic miracles...they kept popping into the air and staying there!


I tried my best to figure out how it was done, but failed miserably. I don't know who they were, but they were quite fun to play with. In my head I called them "The Glitch Twins."



I also caught a glimps of my dear friend Snowblink in the forest! Lovely little gal that she is, it was good to see her still flitting about the woods.


All told, I am glad to find myself among friends again.