Is there some way i can look like a doe or at least close? Im a girl in reality so maybe i can show that through the forest. I just feel id be more like me. thnx for any tips!

FOR BOYS:You see a lonely beautiful, peacock deer coming your way. Shes smiling and looks interested in you.

FOR GIRLS: you see a handsome young buck walking your way. He looks at you and smiles. Hes got huge antlers too. You stare in wonder.




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Clear air whipped through the leaves and tussled the animals who stirred in their holes and warm beds of leaves. A hushed silence swept through the forest, as if waiting in a shushed silence. Colorful leaves on the trees slowly balanced on their thin stems and as the wind blew, fell off sailing on the currents of air. a shadow fell on these leaves on the ground, and the great figure of a deer appeared.

The stag's antlers towered on his head like the branches of an ancient oak tree. Th bark of these great antlers was covered in silk, and the deer's fur was long hugging his massive body, a warm winter coat. The deers powerful legs stood straight and muscles bulged beneath the silky dark brown fur. It shined and rippled in the fall sun, as the animals stood to watch the mighty deer walk across the forest path.

The deer's humanoid face was stern, his eyebrows furrowed. His eyes were a deep blue, thick layers of clear ponds rippled in them and they reflected the sadness that came with fall, the trees going to sleep and the chirping sound of the bird quieting down. The deer quickened his pace and crunched through the leaves. He looked down.

It seemed as if the world was coming to an end. His family was gone for the fun of the game. The sharp sound of bullets echoed in his ears, a never ending chorus.

He remembered it clearly.

It was midmorning- he was sitting on the edge of a small rock cliff. Dirt was piled up on top of it and grass grew creating a soft cushion. Below him was a small pool of water- perfectly clear with not even a ripple. Smooth, long, flat rocks made up the bottom of the pool. There were two deer standing across from him, looking in.

One, was a light brown speckled with white, the sign of a fawn growing to become a stag. His eyes were green, and his mouth was turned upwards into a smile. He quickly looked to his brother. He was black, with chocolate brown eyes like mud, he was smaller with studs of antlers.

Because, for some reason, commenting refuses to work for me, I'd like to thank Aquilo for the tips on how to run my game smoothly.

~See ya~

I crash every time I approach a deer herd (aka 7+ deer). It's pretty annoying, but I guess it's because of my silly laptop, and there's nothing I can do about it.

I'll try to do something about it, such as lowering the graphics, and I'll see if it runs smoother.

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Since I'd like to get some interaction going for her before the summer's up at least. Her bio's in my signature and it should have at least some useful info for interactions.Bear in mind she's somewhat blind(kinda-sorta), so she's going to be a bit different in how she reacts to others, and she's also a bit shy. I'd really appreciate it if some people could interact with her so I can get her character a bit more fleshed out than it already is. As much as I'd like for her plot/story to start, i'd like her to at least have a decent amount of interaction under her metaphorical belt.

So if you want to RP with me and Brynja , this is a good spot to do it. I'll even put in a few starting paragraphs for her here to work off of(this is taking into perspective that she just appeared in the forest not to long ago).

The dark purple doe sat in the shade of the trees, deep in thought. She was curled up right next to a rather large tree in the shade, and it was close to the pond. The doe almost appeared to be sleeping, but one wouldn't know for sure with the hands on her face keeping her eyes almost completely covered and shut. She sat there pondering about how she had managed to make it to the forest, and to her it seemed like she had just literally ran into it. She didn't know for sure because she ran off in a random direction and then hoped it would have lost her pursuer. She had kept her eyes pinned shut after a few moments of running, causing more uncertainty to arise in her. Was she lost? Either way it didn't matter because she couldn't go home, not after that.

As she laid there she felt quite relaxed, listening to the chirping of birds and the croaking of frogs. Her long but slim tail wrapping around her body like a protective blanket of some sort gave her little comfort. She was nervous.

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