RikkaChan: I must admit that Herla is not as easy for new deer to get to know these days for a variety of reasons. It takes a lot of patience and persistence on the part of a stranger and I can never guarantee that she will be accepting. I can’t make her do anything she doesn’t want to do anymore and I won’t even try anymore. She very much has a will of her own in these matters as much as it may exasperate myself and others.

RiverCatRa: Oh dear, I feel your pain. Bad internet is so frustrating. Never the less Herla always appreciates Saburo’s calm company, he is very endearing. We enjoyed the time we did have with him.

Beyond overdue track. :]

XD I can't believe I have not tracked this yet. Granted we do not interact much but still. :0

Gustiro: Thanks for the track! Oh, I’m not sure either why we haven’t interacted much. Herla is my main character and she’s always been a bit wary and watchful of Gustiro when he’s about. And she just never seemed to get much of a chance to interact with Idelle when she was a baby. I have followed Idelle’s development though and always found her updates charming. Nice to see her now as a mini, the devout pelt looks lovely on her.

Ocean: Ah, yay, tummy pets! And thanks so much, it’s good to hear.

Thanks for the track, Phaios! ^^

(I was afk when Walter came by earlier, I truly have bad timing, but Faustt told me he approached though and that Ciel was none too pleased XD )

Just as bizarre and unwarranted as the old bull’s attacks on her had been, the apology uttered by him now was just as unexpected and confusing to the small doe. She remained behind the shield of her son’s antlers, a wary eye on the big bull, whose actions had always been unpredictable and dangerous towards her. She hesitated in replying to him but finally did, “If you truly feel remorse for what you have done then show it by never coming near me or my family again.”

Hello. I would like to take this time to apologize to you personally Herla, for your mate had already gotten to me before I could apologize to him as well. I deeply apologize for the actions that I played upon you with Elijah. It was entirely wrong of me and it was simply me and Lin messing around. Again I'm sorry.

Thank you so much Herla. And excuse my mistake xD And yes, I apologize that I'm not 100% sure of etiquette but Lin is teaching me more and more as we speak. Thanks.

Herla was under the assumption Ganga is a doe based on the set in and in-forest behavior. XD

She encouraged Ciel, her son, to flirt with Ganga (again because she thought Ganga was a doe) So that was no troll, that was only Ciel behaving badly after consuming a potent aphrodisiac.

I enjoyed reading today's adventures. ^^

He's interested in a little pole dancing, eh? xD

Really? Whoa, that's one hell of a glitch XDD I really hope that doesn't happen more often! Sure makes it hard to interact. But that explains a lot then, rofl! It was quite the coincidence Sorog went off the first time Gehirn came to stare, but I suppose a coincidence it was. Thanks for explaining though! I was confused too XD

Iaurdagnire: Haha, I had to.

RikkaChan: It’s a family past time.

Sleepyhead: Ah, yes well that explains it, I have to say I was mightily confused. Delayed making an update as I was hoping you’d come on MSN so I could query you what was going on. You didn’t so I just went with what I observed. Makes a lot more sense now! I have had that happen to me too, not being able to see deer, when I have bad internet connection. It’s quite annoying and confusing.

The little black doe dozed curled up on the soft mossy floor of the Old Forest, nestled between two massive stags, one her mate, the other her protector. They’d found a spot of sun to lounge in that day, the warmth keeping the doe languid. The sound of someone approaching though had the does’ eyes opening sleepily to see what was approaching. A red doe, with mountains of greenery piled on her back was hesitantly coming toward them; it appeared a difficult feat to walk with all that balanced upon one’s back but the other was managing it quite gracefully. She knew the red doe of course, Jettem, Reed’s mate, though her interactions with her were brief, she’d known the doe as gentle and kindly.

The other was nudging forward some berries, clearly offering a gift though she could see the red does’ eyes where watchful upon the two large bulls and Herla did not blame her, her hesitation. So she rose to her feet, perhaps not quite as gracefully as she once would have managed, everything a bit more cumbersome these days with her burgeoning belly. Dainty blue hooves stepped beyond the form of the two large bulls toward the red doe where she offered a bow in greeting, “Jettem,” she said smiling warmly at the other before dipping her head to sniff at the red berries, “These are beautiful, and such a treat, thank you. And these,” she said indicating the greenery that piled upon the red does’ back and swayed like a skirt at her hips, “Could not have been easy to collect. Would you like to stay for dinner? I could make a stew.” The little black doe with red eyes loved to cook.

The large raven stag had been on the verge of slumber and lazily opened his eyes when he heard the others' voices. He shook off a bit of dust and remaining sleepiness but stopped suddenly. He blinked, tilting his head questioningly when he saw the pile of greenery on four red thin legs. Then sudden realization when he recognized Jettem.
"Oh."
He bowed his head deeply as greeting. He was rather fond of the red doe, even though they didn't meet often.

When Gehirn turned to him he listened, silent, with one eyebrow rising at the end of the sentence and a small smile playing on his lips. A deerish shrug and then a nod. "Sure." Food is always nice, even though he wondered what kind of "stew" Herla would come up with.

Herla heard the rumbling voices of the stags murmuring behind her as she conversed with the red doe, her ears swiveling briefly to try and catch what they said before directing her attention back to the red doe. “Oh well, this is all lovely and I have some stores to add to this as well.” she was already busy setting up her cooking supplies. The doe made due with what the forest had, she’d made waterproof baskets weaved from dried reeds to use for cooking. She set to making a small fire to heat the cooking stones that would be used to boil the water. Watching as she worked as the other doe laid out the other foods she had brought presenting them to Gehirn. The Irish, who was an omnivore wouldn’t likely be able to eat the grasses very well on his own, but there was no way Jettem could have known this so Herla silently made plans to mash and boil the tougher greens to make them edible for him as well. Cooking was for flavor and a way to show her love…but also to make foods that normally could not be eaten, edible for her mate who’s choices where often limited in the forest.

The cooking well underway, pleasant aromas where lifting into the air on the steam. Herla was sitting back tending the stew. Jettem asked if she could help, “You brought the foods, that was help enough,” she answered with a smile.

Sight, would you mind if I followed your example and posted this on Crucio's bio as well?
I think it's a good idea, and I know I have more tracks on that blog than anything else.

You're absolutely right about that. Thank you very much, Sight ♥

Thanks for the track Aimina. ^^

.... I just outright laughed at that title.

Ah crud, I'm sorry for confusing everyone ;_____; I'm.. gonna go to bed now. ♥

Hn, Myszka wanted to give congratulations to Herla and greetings to Big Bunny today, but I was too tired and made him go away so I could sleep. T_T Plus, he's a shrimp, but his antlers might seem threatening. Either way, I do love the names chosen for her fawns. I grew up reading a bunch of Greek mythology

I was very pleased to see you today) I like your role-playing game. It is interesting to observe Herla's life in the community. I read everything all the news in your career. I am very interested). I really like your pictures! They are perfect!

Uhm.. Since this is kind of confusing. X"D The Herla that's in forest now, and nude, is fake. Sight's coffee-shop internet seems to have glitched out nicely and even though Sight's gone back to work, Herla's still about.. Ohgod. X"D I see her on one window, but not the other.
Ghost-Herla.

Track. ^-^ Kyria has met Herla a few times now, though it was never for long. She holds high regard to the doe, and wishes she could help with the growing feathers.