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Name: Lynx
Human name: Heather Mayra Coleman
Date of Birth: December 21st, 1974
Date of Death: January 1st, 1996
Gender: Female
Species: Part Whitetail Deer, part Iberian Lynx

Appearance: Bulky, rather big for a doe. Long haired, most noticeable is her furry neck, which works like a lion's mane to make her look much bigger than she actually is. She has a lynx-like tail. Bulky, strong legs with lynx paws. Lynx ears with tuft, and a lynx face with cheek tufts. Snout is quite long. Icy blue cat-like eyes. Mostly black/dark brown color, around legs, neck, shoulders, and legs. Her face fades into a light brown color, white around the nose. Around her rear end the dark fades into a lighter chocolate brown with black lynx spots. Ram antlers

Set: Real deer pelt, Real deer mask, Ram antlers

Personality traits: Not exactly warm and fuzzy. Usually tends to ignore others, often finding a place to herself to lay in all day. She will be a little more kind to fawns, telling them she is not in the mood to play, and may lead them to a place with a group of deer to play with. Naturally territorial, but knowing how territory is handled in the forest, she will tolerate sharing with other deer. Just don't expect her to play with you- or even acknowledge your existence.

The only way you can really become friends with her is to bother her. Depending on what mood she is or who you are, she will either be willing to talk, or "play" with you, or get irritated and snap at you to go away. While it may not seem like it, Lynx has a very quick temper. Annoy her for a long time, she will get very mad. Helping her with something is another way to earn her friendship, or as she sees it, "alliance". She is loyal to those she likes, and will protect them from harm. Lynx has a very cold, dark personality. She is certainly not somebody everybody can be friends with.

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Hello everyone, my name is LunarLark. I am new to the site and the game, but am looking forward to getting to its members. I'm having a bit of trouble understanding how things work as far as the game goes. If I am logged in does that mean my deer has a name and will keep any changes she undergoes? As I played last night before my account was up and tired later and she was different. Any and every bit of help or tips you can offer me mean the world. Thank you all for your time and my you have a wonderful day here in the forest.

Whenever I start up the game my camera is focused on one of the statues with the two pillars right next to each other! Whenever I move my deer, I can see it on the screen but the camera isn't following the deer. I've tried re-installing it and everything but it won't work. So can somebody please help? I'm new to the game so I know NOTHING! x_x

So I have been in this community for awhile now; just getting back started, but I have having troubles with my art. I'm not the best drawer in the world, however I would like to become amazing. Yes, yes, yes- practice makes perfect, but I need help on what to change and how to do things. I have a drawing tablet that I use and I want to go for more of a painted look rather than blocky color inside of lines. I have Painttool SAI and free time pretty much daily. So if anyone is willing to help me find my drawing style and tips on getting things right, let me know! ^^

This game has always inspired my artist side, and I want that side to FULLY break out.

November 21, 2013

I woke up today thinking maybe after a long rest things might be different. Maybe I could find myself today, maybe even find a new pelt to compliment my mask and horns. I'd look very pretty in the Antelope pelt, don't you think? It's got a darker pattern than the Kabuki. But nobody wears the Kabuki pelt anymore, so if I can't find someone to help me that's fine. I can be comfortable in my uniqueness.

I raced all over the forest to find sleeping deer, but there always seemed to be nobody near by them to help. Finally, at the ruins, I crossed paths with a fawn. It was playing 'stuck in the cage' all by itself. Maybe it could help me? But it didn't. I tried greeting, asking it to follow, casting a mask spell to show it that I wanted some magic help... but it just ran off.

I was sad, so I found a deer to sit by. Peacock pelted deer are friendly, right?

This deer was just... standing by the big slab of stone at the ruins. It was almost setless, so I wondered if it needed help. But... the pelt I threw wouldn't stick! It had different antlers so I couldn't call it a nameless, so... I ran back to the sleepy peacock deer because I was confused.

A green pelted deer came walking by, rubbing every tree in sight. I thought I was in its territory or something so I got nervous... until I finally realized it was trying to find pinecones. Silly deer, they grow on PINE TREES! So after a couple attempts to find a pine that had ripe ones, I showed the deer where they were. They immediately began sneezing off built up magic... an array of spells, as if they couldn't make up their minds. Then they wanted pelts... my first pelt spell was a kabuki and it stuck to the deer just fine. So much for having a unique pelt. *sigh*

Then the peacock deer got up... and I got nervous and ran off to hide behind a tree. Then I peeked and it looked back at me so I ran away... found a nice place by the river to have a nap. I am such a nervous deer today.

The sore knuckles of my left hand
The bones in my forearm ache
It hurts

13 hours of sleep
Still tired
Work to do
Time to spend, tomorrows to recompense

Am I strong?
No.
Am I weak?
No.
Somewhere in between?
Yes.

Feels like I'll be here when forever ends
But we all still die
Tomorrow is another day after all

But I want to go home

Balahin (Ball-a-hen) is just a young little thing.
Pelts of blue, pelts of whites;
it's never the same.
She stays around the Graveyard,
why could that be?
Was it her late husband
or her child to be?
She's a sad little thing,
such a waste,
on a pretty little face.