The Story Behind the Mask

'The fawn looked around her, and yawned. Two more days until she grew up! Smiling, she began to dance around the blueberry-filled hollow. Her father looked up irritably. He was a gigantic brown stag, and Prytariel's fur took after his: brown spotted, except she was more like her dead mother: Long eyelashes, a pale face, delicate hooves.

"Sit down, fawn. It was bad enough when your mother left us so I had to take care of you all by myself. Don't make my job harder."

Obediently she sat, folding her long legs underherself, but it was not long before a question arose.

"Daddy, why don't we ever see other deer?" She had never seen another deer around since her mother died. Her dad grunted softly.


"I don't like visitors. This hollow has been off-limits for a while and will be for a longer while, at least until I'm gone. Now please shut up!" She fell silent under his rising voice.

Prytariel didn't like how mean her daddy was. He would yell at her for the leastest of questions, such as why it was always sunny here. She began to dislike so much sun and blueberries every single day. She longed for a change. But her father never let her into the 'real world.'

"Daddy, I'm leaving." She slowly got up and stretched, and began to back away. Her father looked up, that dangerous glint in his eye.

Prytariel looked at the fawns. She looked at herself in the Pond. She glanced up, and bellowed. Yes, it was a sweet roar. Soon, soon.. a fawn, dancing too near, tripped....

...and they went crashing into the Pond.

Water. Everywhere. Where? No...Fawn..swimming, surfaced..dark. It's certainly dark down here.... she thought, smiling contently. The water tasted clean and fresh. But why did her lungs hurt so much? Why did they ache so? And why was it becoming darker...and darker...and darker......


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Cloudy eyes opened, head snapped back. Watching deer sprung back as the heroic fawn, having dragged the doe to safety, stepping catiously forward....who was this? A friend? That face did not look friendly....did it? It was smiling, true. The unfortunate fawn happened to have a defect, causing that mouth to twist downwards when a smile grew.

But she knew, just knew it was not a friend. It was IT. She must run. Away. Now.

Bowling over watching and frightened spectators, she began running. What happened? Mind..foggy. Too much effort to think. Hoofbeats. Too much effort to think. Getting closer...

Just act.

Whirling, lashing out, in full flight. Running as if the gods themselves were behind her....

Mist shrouded the Forest today.

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Prytariel has taken the place of Endo, sorry folks. Endo might come back eventually, but...

Prytariel is a golden-pelted doe. She has normal antlers, and prefers a real-deer mask. She has recently been given chandlers, but wonders why the was from the candles doesn't drip and why the flame's aren't hot. I am working on her picture, seeing if my scanner works! C:

Here we go: http://endlessforest.org/community/prytariel-black-and-white

And a couple of screenies. I'd appreciate it greatly if you could tell me who that nice deer was? Prytariel looks forward to seeing them again! It was nice walking with whoever you are.




Also, I would like to add this, due to an unfortunate experience:

Prytariel freaks out when she is:

1. Getting chased.
2. Turned into a bat, frog, minature deer, or squirrel.
3. Laughed at. (Not in a nice way but in a meaner way)
4. When someone gets mad at her.
5. When she is mistaken for a STAG and not the DOE she is.
6. When it is dark in the forest and the chandlers come out. She will hyperventilate.

Prytariel likes:
1. Being turned into a dove.
2. Playing with other deer.
3. Playing with a TON of fawns all at once.
4. Playing with just one fawn.
5. Most other deer.
6. Rain, snow, sunshine, twilight.

Also, Prytariel is currently sitting down in the Birch Forest with a strange deer. They gave her their chandlers, and she doesn't know how to give them back. Feeling bad that they might want them back, so..help? If your reading this, tell me if you want them or not and how I can help..

C: See you later in the Forest everybody, and again, welcome Prytariel.

This will be Endorianki's Official Question Blog.

1. I see all these wonderful, realistic drawings posted on the site. I can't scan anything since my printer lied about including scan services, and I know some of you just make the pictures on the computer. How? - answered

2. Can it snow while it's summer over here? Endo really wants to see it snow D: - answered

3. I read a blog where somebody suggested 'playing as an administrator.' And they also mentioned 'Do you have Visa?' As in the computer or credit card? And how does one play as an administrator if they looked all over the screen for that check box? -answered

4. Somebody gave my friend, Yuissy-Cloventail the Day of the Dead mask, antlers, and pelt. How did they? And I think she mentioned they were minature.

5. Is it still possible to download earlier versions of TEF?- answered

6. Spelldata- Ive heard about people being able to send spelldata. If so....does that mean someone could send me something like the skull mask or crying mask? Not that Im actually asking for them, just asking if it could be done. And if so...basics? Rundown on spelldata? -answered

7. I keep on hearing stuff about 'tablets'. What are they, and where do you get them? I imagine them as a tablet that you draw on and color on and the image gets transferred to the computer automatically. Please correct me, though! -answered-

8.And enlighten me upon the mysteries of Photoshop CS3, where everyone seems to be making awesome art! Where, how, what, and why? -answered-

9. I've seen ...dunnotheirname. But they just had to stand beneath a willow tree, and they rose up into the air exactly onto a branch, and when they fell asleep they still stayed on the branch in the air. ....I can air sit, not perfectly, takes me a ton of tries, and I air-danced ONCE.
..So how do I do that levitating thing? I've seen you do it too, Eyerys! -answered-

Here we have my deer friend Mere posing for the Easter pictures. Batti, you wanted to see what it was like? Here you go.



Easter Fun!! Heh. Wish Endo was there. Still it's fun, eh?



You asked about shrooms. Here they are. Too big for Endo to get high on. Er....

Is it possible for your deer to over indulge on pinecones? Endo eats about a hundred a day trying to peacock sleeping deer. And I think they might be alcoholic and addictive, cause' hes beginning to act strange...



Told you. ^^""

I've been out of the Forest for a long while. So here are my questions:

I see a lot of pretty screenies of the Forest at twilight and at night, when fireflies come out. When does this happen? Not the misty candles forest, but the nicer calmer nighttime forest.

And some deer are running with me, then they suddenly go way ahead of me. It might be my slow computer, or a trick even the fawns know. D:

And please inform me immediately if you see me on the website, when it's twilgiht in the Forest. I've never experienced it before! Thank you.

Endo has a favourite place- it's unusual. Seemingly an ordinary part of the Forest, he sees it as a hidden secluded glade. He has trouble finding it, though, once he wakes up.
(I didn't make this picture) Endo:



Foal-hood:

As a little fawn, Endo lived a harsh life. He was raised in a secluded part of the Forest by his father and older brother. His mother had wandered away, and gotten lost...he never saw her again after three months. (Put into human years, five years.) His father was very strict, but lazy himself. His brother, a ferocious and fully-grown stag, took to chasing the poor little fawn around their little hideaway for no reason at all.

Adult-hood:

His troubled childhood left a permanent imprint on him. Endo is weaker than other deer and shy. Try not to scare him when you first meet- he'll run away. But his manners are excellent. He prefers to play with fawns instead of other deer, knowing they are usually more friendly. Fawns could never hurt Endo like other deer had. If you meet in the Forest, chances are he'll rear up onto his hind legs, trying to make himself bigger than he really feels. But Endo, despite his misgivings, can be quite friendly.

Family:

He has a new little brother named Batti. They like to fool around in the forest and meet other deer.

The spots of sister, mother, father, and brother are open. He won't mind having a twin either but theres only one pair of famous Twins in the Forest ^^ Don't steal their thunder!

Trust is the hardest thing for him to give to you- earn it. He is not very good socially and it seems to him other deer tend to ignore him more often... He lives alone now. If you see Endo wandering around aimlessly and he rears at you, please run away.

Chart:

Rear: Leave me alone!
Roar: Hello! or Greetings! or he just roars in answer to another deer's roar.
Respect/bow: Welcome. or Farewell.
Nuzzle: Best buddy.