It’s been way too long. I seem to have some kind of horrible curse when it comes to computers and life. I’ve missed this forum and I’m happy to see the new forest well on its way!! Hoping to stay around on the forum even though I still can’t play in the forest itself.
And a bit of a large change, especially for those of you that knew me in the past, I’m going by he/him now. When I was last on here, I wasn’t out as a trans male but now I am. Lots has changed heh

(Tried to change my username but I can’t cause a bug on here won’t let me post comments with that name ;-;)

I'd like to do some role play with Silas to develop him some more. I used to role play a lot, but it's been a while since then, so I'm sorry if my writing is a little rusty! Anyone care to join?
(I'd just like to ask that you please use proper punctuation and grammar, i.e- 'you' instead of 'u.')

OOC: Since I've been gone so long, I'm revising his profile.




[center]Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Size: 3
Scent: AMBER LIGHT GOLD
Forest appearance


Personality: He has confidence issues and a lack of masculinity. He won’t stand up for himself in a fight or even an argument. He’s caring and trusting towards most anyone he meets right away, and if that trust isn’t betrayed he can quickly becoming a very loyal friend. He wears a mask most of the time to hide his face, but he has shown himself before on rare occasion.

Background: Silas has always been a shy and fearful soul. As he grew older the other deer his age sprouted to the normal adult size, but he remained small. This only humiliated him, making him hide away from others even more. He would sleep during the day and be awake during the night, usually too afraid to leave the safety of the Ruin. Loneliness chewed away at him.
He knew how unhealthy it was to live this way, and decided to pray to anyone- or thing- that would listen. When he went to sleep he had a very vivid dream. (picture link) He was standing face to face with the biggest deer he'd ever seen. He was young in the face, but his antlers had grown so long that the ends were twisted together and covered in moss. His coat was magnificently long and grey.

Last night, my friend and I were in the forest. We came across a beautiful white stag with red antlers. He was lying atop a stone pedestal. When we two fawns circled around, he stepped down and gave a bow. We returned this, and began to socialize. We clicked quickly, and the three of us began a journey through the forest, meeting other cliques and brethren. We named our new stag friend Elder. We stayed close to him, as if he was our father. We even met another deer on the way, our age, who we named 'Squiggles' due to the way his pictogram looked. So then there were four of us, enjoying the forest, frolicking, dancing and growing ever closer.

But then Elder led us back to the stony ruins, and lay back down atop his pedestal. He took a bow, and like a charming dream, he disappeared. I did my best to replicate his symbol in this image. If you read this Elder, whoever you are, I hope that someday I can meet you, and that you felt the same way we did. You're on our minds. We love you, Elder.