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Sooo anyone wanna help me get back the peacock feather headdress?

Okay so I have no idea why my deer is making to different sounds at once... it makes the skull mask sound along with the deer mask sound and I'm confessed... any have a reason or idea why... it's bothering me, and my doe loves her new pelt. Gotta love the dotd pelt.

I was just wondering who avpke was. Thank you for drawing such a nice picture of Yara. I wish I had a dA it'd be so nice...

Putting this here for safe keeping :3

[=darkgreen]Yesterday, I spent some time at my favorite exercise: navigating sunbeams.
Those shaft of light were my beacon, my road in the midst of darkness. I bent my body to their curves, raised my steps and bounded over the places they became spotted like the light thrown up by water onto the walls of the bridge... It was a good walk, over the purple-and-green mottled landscape of the Old Forest and the mossy crimson clay of the Birch Forest.
I didn't keep a steady pace -- if I found I needed to speed up to make a jump, I had to back up, first. Moving in and out of light, I had time to consider things: the way the ground of the First Forest is almost scaly-looking, covered in light patches, color against color in its mottled way; different from the sunlight, and yet still creating. It's the old leaves, I think, that make it: the overlay of leaves becomes like scales (or, perhaps in my case, the overlay of scales).

There was no sound but the forest settling around me, and the birds chirping in the branches, and my footsteps, and my breathing. Nothing louder than the swaying of the grass as I moved through it, perhaps.

Under these circumstances...I let my worries run wild. It had been a while since I had seen Sage. Not long enough that I'm terribly worried...But given my history, long enough that I feel a gnaw of concern, and miss her. After all, if she vanished now...I'd have never told her what was really in my heart.
But if she was here right now, today, would I? Should I? She said she has never been in love -- and recently enough that I was fishing when I asked. At best, it means she may love me, and may not realize it. At worse, she does not love me.
If I asked, I think there'd be no more uncertainty in her: I'd have her answer, because the asking would enable her to give it. That's what I believe... Which means that were she not to love me, she would know it.

Can the skills mask be casted on someone? If so I wwould love to have it; D