I downloaded the latest version and have obviously lost my spelldata so...anyone mind helping me get it back? :3 I've been trying to ask every deer I've come across but nobody seems to be getting the message XD' Actually, can anyone even see that it's Darcy? Nobody he knows is responding to him either...

Darcy is asleep on the mushroom hill near the ruins. His set is the monarch pelt, fan antlers and deer mask.

I see a Lin stalking....:3
-glomp-

Ok, jumping on the bandwagon for one of the first times ever XD Not that I haven’t had an RP going before, BUT I figure I’d try and take advantage of it while everyone seems to be in the mood ^^'
It’s been a long time and my deer could use some interaction.

Available:
Darcy - Bio
Shyla - Bio (needs serious updating though XD’)

SO YEAH if you wanna...or not. Deer or Human acceptable.

“All right! Who’s up for a campfire story!”

Chapter One
Chapter Two

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Hours ticked by and the sky grew dark. Such a warm, beautiful summer night. The fireflies flashed their lights as they floated between the trees, dancing to cricket song. A monarch-pelted youth remained curled in the underbrush, alone still and long past drifted off. It was a fit -less sleep, for once, exhaustion taking hold of the young one like never before. So much emotion to experience in one day…if he were at all conscious he’d have been thankful it had kept out of his slumber. Alas, he didn’t stir, his body reveling in the secluded comfort of his current state of being, stretching it for as long as it would last.

Someone was watching him.

A stag stood not far off, eyeing the youngster through the grass. His stocky, impressive frame was silhouetted in the darkness, his dark pelt blending perfectly with the night if not for the streaks of gold running across this back, drawing the moonlight. His eyes matched them, a brilliant golden amber that glowed as brightly as the fireflies that flitted around him. One had to peer closely to tell the difference. They held a darkness too them - a hardness, perhaps- but also curiosity. After several moments of stillness, the buck moved forward, daring to come closer to the sleeping adolescent . So innocent…and so small! This was what was meant to replace him? As amusing as the thought was, it brought him neither satisfaction or the smallest of smiles - only pity. So vulnerable, and out so deep. It would be so easy to end the boy’s life right then. So easy to save him…

He was within feet of the sleeping youth when his head sprung up and ears pricked forward. He stared into the distance, following a small noise in the leaf litter to its source.

Mild Maturity Warning!...I guess! XD Somewhere...SO YOU ARE WARNED.

Chapter Numero Uno
Chapter Numero Dos:

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Ok, so maybe ‘dying’ was a bit dramatic. The whole thing happened in mere seconds, though for the young stag struggling to breathe with concerns of pretty girls and humiliation in his head it seemed a lifetime, and plenty of time for a drowning. More laughter - male laughter, and vaguely familiar. The girl calls out again sternly, though Darcy can barely pick out her words. Suddenly the weight from his head was lifted, and jerking upwards the young stag choked the water from his lungs before gasping for breath. A sharp, painful blow to his side sent him sprawling back to the ground, though thankfully it forced the rest of the water out, clearing his air passage. His body heaved as it tried to recover from the traumas, his vision blurred and spinning as he attempted to wrap his mind around the situation.

“What’s the meaning of this, Serin!”
Zharie’s voice drew his consciousness into focus as he sat upright again, swaying uneasily. He focused his gaze on her silvery form in desperation to focus on anything. She stood not too far off, squared up and larger then he remembered her as she glared past him - no doubt at his attacker. Serin. He made no attempt to get a glimpse of the young, striped stag that stood defiantly over him. He’d gotten plenty of good glimpses in the past.
“Hey don’t be mad at me! The little dork was spying on you again, he deserves it!”

The shadow above him shifted and suddenly a hoof landed heavily upon his neck, threatening to pin him down again.