So since there have been more people than I expected be interested, imma make this to help me keep track lD

Nothing2FEAR - Artyom
Thais - Thais

Slots (There will be less at a time next time, but these are for all the people who asked already ;u; so these may take awhile)
1. Proud -
2. Jinxyness -
3. Scythe -
4. Meadow - Space Beluga
5. Aimery -
6. kokote -
7. Staff -

[Edit] Oh, I'll also add in my email since that might be easier for some people to talk about the trades than in the comments here Wendigo-Grins@hotmail.com

Mm I've posted these elsewhere before, but I was considering keeping them myself, now that I've decided I'm not, I don't want them to go to waste. Please use them if you adopt them, and it would be nice if you didn't register a new picto unless you have to.





1. {TAKEN - By MagicHats}This was one of my set reinterpretations, the hands/fan set. I'm really attached to this one, not first come first serve. I would very much like it if you wrote a little about what you plan to do with her character wise, as at the moment she is a blank slate aside from what you can see. She does have ears, they are floppy, and the nature of her mask is up to you.

I have a couple ideas, I believe the hands are holding her eyes shut, not sure why? Possibly blind and has no need of them, or maybe not and she either willingly or unwilling had them closed. Or maybe the hands pull back her eyelids when she wants to open them? Which would pretty cool to animate hmm.

And a lemur tail :3

2. {TAKEN ~ By ClownFace} TEF human faced, albino, spotted bat~ No personality as of now or anything.

3. {TAKEN ~ By Staff} Nightfall pelt concept, no ideas.

Aela is a female deer who has no meat at the moment and loves to run. She is growing in a white pelt and loves to make new friends. Her father left her when she was born and her mother fell ill and died... She has no family right now and no friends either. If you'd like to meet her tell me your Deer's symbol and name and I will definantely try to meet you! I usually hang out at the Twin God Statues or the Pond but I explore at times! Have fun!

I am a fawn.... nobody accepts me. My mother has left and my father has unknown whereabouts. I try to make friendships but the parents drive me away. I just need a family. Is that too much to ask?
-Saturday May 25, 10:37 PM


I am on frequently and if you'd like to meet me my symbol is a c and then a upside down tear-drop shape with a Q/X kinda thing at the end. ;P

So I'm new to this site and would like to make a few friends along the way. Deer name is Eloine2, look me up sometime everyone. Looking forward to exploring the forest with some deer friends.

I smile up at the wise old oak through my soft green eyes. No one else is alone, I'm a fawn I should feel afraid but the sad thing is I don't. Abandoned an alone so long I feel indifferent to the solitude, called my life. I'm a light brown and everything about me suggests soft, light and easy but I'm not, my Mother disliked her mate, he forced her into all sorts of things I knew she must have despised and when she looked at me all she saw was him so I was left alone to live out the rest of my life, find my own way, create my own path and when one survives that they don't survive unscarred. By my ability, toughness and will to live I got through and each day I was surprised a little more to see. I have my doubts though whether the one I called Mom wanted me to live because no one could expect a 1 week old deer to live through the trauma I had survived and pull through the first month of their life or quite possibly she just didn't care. My best guess was the latter, what I assumed.

Padding through the woods while following a stream I watched my golden tanned pelt shimmer across the glassy surface. Casting about I dipped my head to meet the water hoping no one was about. I couldn't deal with strangers any more, or any point in my life for that matter.

A few days later I shivered in the rain and hid behind a tree, a young deer, just older then me choked and sputtered. He pawed at the ground and restlessly rolled on the ground, although he was big he had the same youngling look to him as I thought I did. He had some sort of virus, I could smell sickness in the air. I peeked my head about catching site of him again. He caught my glance in mid turn and what looked like using all his strength he got up, head lowered and paced towards me. Backing away slowly I shook my head, but insistent as he was sick he stuck his nose in my ear and I felt his shallow breaths as he smelt my petit being. Growing anxious and uncomfortable I froze, unsure what to do.

I'd like to work on developing Taz, so I'm posting this roleplay blog so that anyone who wants to interact with Taz can do so on this blog. c:
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