ALARM ALARM ALARM! Da popo is after you now. Meanwhile, view this lovely picture by Kaoori.
Future character heeerreeee finally. LOTS OF TESTING DONT MIND ME.

The buck slightly shivered leaving hoof marks in the snow. Chilly but relaxing" he mumbled as he walked forward.He looked around him most tree covered in snow, most animals hibernating the forest seemed calm enough to enjoy his time here. Or maybe, not he knew somewhere down the line he'd meet someone.

<3 ?

..but I'm really not sure what I'm doing??

Saving my pelts (esc > network > save >exit via lower X button ) and my pelts never save? Next time I log on they are gone.

I am a stag and even during game play when I save a pelt then click load, it erases it and returns me to default.

I am on ver. 3.41

Okay, so, I've seen this done before with others, and I adore it, so I wanted to start my own with Caden.

So, basically, this will be an rp done through drawing/painting, and optionally writing (if you still want it to be literate, or you feel the need to explain the picture). Feel free to use any medium! I just want to see what comes of this

If this doesn't interest you, I have another rp blog here: http://endlessforest.org/community/come-rp-me-i039m-cool

Here's a starter post to go off of:



Enjoy ~ let your muse go wild!

It's exciting to see this game and community still active. It's sort of frustrating that my pictogram seems to be glitchy on the forum, but it looks like that must be common. Oh well. Now I am helping a dear friend of mine create her own account.

((This is an rp for NikaGika and I! For Nika, Alandri, and Iymeen.))

It was in the calm of the afternoon that a hazy green and purple portal popped up in the middle of the forest, disrupting the calm in the air. Two figures stepped through; one large figure - the frightening visage of a hound-like creature, trailed by a much smaller deer-like figure which had smoke wisps trailing from its body. Both of them bore a pendant around their necks, an object like an eye and blue and green in color.

They paused for a moment, as if surveying their surroundings. But the larger figure froze quickly as if realizing that something was very, very wrong.

"Iymeen!"

The small one turned, and he opened his mouth as if to speak. No sound came, of course, for he was mute - but a small cloud of smoke puffed into the air and took a shape that vaguely resembled the form of his larger companion.

"What do you mean?" The predator glanced down and then shook his head. Try as hard as he may, he could not will the visage away. "Iymeen, this can not be right. Touch me. Is this real? Am I really a forest hound? Why do we look like this?"

Iymeen nudged his brother's foreleg and then nodded. It appeared as if they were stuck this way. He puffed another cloud, this one taking a circular shape.

"Yes. The portal must have done this to us...come with me, Iymeen. We must have caution. This is not home, and yet I have the look of a beast from there."

31.10.2016
REVAMP OF THIS because now I'm all nice and official now!
I've got an official website and it's really great to have my artwork there but also my commissions, prices and ToService. Basically everything in the same place : ) It's still under construction of course (you'll notice some parts are empty), but this community is home so I don't feel ashamed or afraid of sharing it early on. (Any constructive criticism on the design is very welcome!)

As most times, I've got new slots opened up so anybody interested in getting art of their deers is more than welcome to do so! Vet bills from Tróia's poisoning are mostly covered thanks to some of you guys and I'm eternally grateful for that <3

On another note, happy Halloween everyone!
I'm soon going to help out a friend by keeping a little pup (from a litter near her house, they live near a train rail surrounded by forest and wilderness..) and find someone to adopt him/her so any commissions now will greatly help in the life of this tiny creature if you want ^-^ (pictures soon hopefully!)

The poet is restless these days: hungry for inspiration that seems a little thin on the ground in his personal life. Maybe he's just looking for some inspiration, some audience.

And maybe you're bored or troubled, and want something to distract or comfort you, like a story like you might have heard when you were little. Maybe you have something you want to say -- to a special someone, perhaps? Or maybe even you just want to hear something about you.

Well, maybe he can help you if you can help him. All Seed needs is a little inspiration: a theme, a topic, a request, and he'll compose something for you.
Now, our poet sits under the bridge, just above the water line, and ponders... And waits for you to come and ask some "pretty words" of him.