"Hello, Herla," he calls dark doe with scars and wounds on the healing young body. "I hope you do not mind that I'm with you family too often." Quadda to slowly approached her. Her actions were hesitant and cautious, as if she did something wrong.

"And I am queen on my home," she slowly turned her head to a small clearing. She was far from them, rather almost at their territory, but there Quadda stayed so often that it was her "home". She was very, very little clearing between them and the Old Oak. "In life I did not make trouble, or yes?" she asked, a little withdrawn. She was afraid that in a moment become what they fear most of all, that it will Herla angry. She tried to be beside her like a lady (and so is she acting...), but someone who has the same body gash and scar, and gain new every day, it obviously is not exactly easy... "You know that I would never hurt your family. You once helped me when I was the worst. Why should I do some bad things? I am more grateful. I'm trying to help." she said, and guilty bowed her head.

The small doe stood before the much larger doe, bristling with anger, feathers flared out like the hood of cobra ready to strike. She was furious and it showed in every hair on her body, her crimson eyes watched the blood drip from the other’s wounds with disdain (wow Herla, a you slap hard apparently) “Quadda, I told you I am the Queen of my home and no doe is going to usurp that,” in her mind Quadda had not shown suitable submission to her while around her family, then followed when Herla had clearly just chased her off. “I’ve been watching you, my mate is not available, I don’t want you around him, go sniffing someplace else. I don’t need you to look after my children either.,” she spat.

(Just to clear something up, was it Herla that injured Quadda’s eye so badly? Or was that an injury from before? Quadda has been fighting grown stags and seeming to do okay. Hard to imagine little tiny antlerless Herla could have caused such grievous injury. Her “attack” was more chick slapping and hair pulling than anything. I think if she managed to deliver a black eye she’d be quite accomplished! )

Herla continued to glare at the other doe, listening to her apologize, but without much sympathy, “I don’t approve of you Quadda,” she answered icily. “Does shouldn’t run about getting in fights with grown stags and they shouldn’t flaunt themselves in front of other does’ mates. And it’s just stupid to do it when they are standing right there.” Herla was VERY firm in her believes about the proper place for does and their behavior. And perhaps she was overreacting to Quadda’s presence around her mate but it was her impression and Quadda had failed to exhibit suitable submission to assuage her suspicions.

Whoa, loving that new art of Herla. Her feathers look gorgeous.

A tiny creature bounded around the corner of the Ruins, passing his motherly figure Djina but walking up to a group of other deer slowly, his eyes on the feathers of a black doe. He was fascinated. Never had he seen such a sight.

"What are those? Are they like fur?"

The small Fawnicorn sat himself a couple feet away, tucking his skinny legs beneath himself. He wasn't very old, so forming sentences was somewhat difficult, though he managed. Rory was extremely social with others, if they were nice back.

RikkaChan and Global Beauty: Apeldille did indeed do a lovely job. I adore her art. ^^

Keyblade:
Herla couldn’t help but smile at the tiny fawn, encouraging her son Johan to play with him…but carefully!
“These are feathers,” she smiled at the fawn, fanning out her feather crown for full effect, “I’m Herla, and this is Johan, what’s your name?”

Lidochka: Haha, watch out Djina, Rory thinks you are his mother!

OrinocoFlow, Apeldille made that picture of Herla, all praise goes to her. ^^

I keep coming back here just to stare at the drawing Apel did, those feathers are wonderful, and I adore her face. :')

WOW O,O so many great artists on here >w< when I think I found them all

It's like wonderful artists feel an elusive pull towards this website.
/scampers

Poor Herla...

I feel so bad for her :[ though Vesas kinda understands (kinda but not fully) Quadda has been running from him alot and he doesn't get it.

Would you mind if I rped Vesas with her for a little bit ^^

I understand. He has seen Herla and the others before (when he did get along with Quadda).
He is an irish as well and so has always been curious of Gehirn. He is only a yearling and really doesn't understand the meaning of "personal space" yet so when he senses something wrong he usually wants to address it to see whats up. Though that usually gets him in a world of trouble.

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Vesas was hypnotized by the thick fog that filled the forest. Such a sight he had not seen before. The cool myst in the air helped calm him from his earlier emotional distress. Many thoughts were going through the young stags mind as he walked. The forest seemed to be in an uproar. Where was all this anger coming from? Perhaps he was imagining things. He was not getting along with Quadda or any of his other friends and it seemed that other groups were having arguments. One such group he has yet to meet from fear of being rejected was Gehirn and Herla's family. He has seen from the distance the problems they had with Quadda and his young curiosity drove him to find out what there problem was. He caught the scent of the doe Herla in the air and followed it. When he found her the large stag was no where to be found. Even the scent seemed a bit faint in the area. "Um...hello" he greeted awkwardly with a low bow. She had this magical air about her that he sensed in only a few does. From others he knew she was a medicine doe. Oh how he wished to have known her when he was hurt from before, then maybe his wounds would have healed faster. "You..you don't know me but um..I was wanting to ask you something..if I may.." he tried to be polite.

Poor Herla. Its awful to be going through this, especially when she's sick with two kids to look after. Hope she'll be feeling better soon.

The doe backed further away from the stag, ears falling against her neck, her eyes going over him, gauging his size, his intentions. She didn’t relax by much when he backed a bit himself in seeming submission, “I’m fine,” she said, why would she tell a stranger she was sick and had an argument with her mate? Those where private matters and to the world she would be immaculately groomed, never a feather out of place Herla. She wouldn’t tolerate anything less from herself, “And I’m sure I couldn’t say anything about the personal affairs of others, the forest always has its fair share of tragedies and misfortunes.” her eyes had narrowed at him. “Thank you for your concern, stranger,” she emphasized the last word. “My family and I are fine though.

What a nasty irony. Herla I get sick and suffer from high fever since this morning... As the virtual and the real world, but interconnected, what?

Anyway, Quadda she warm up and warm her back, but was afraid to approach closer...

Ghh.... boyfriend..

It's about time I tracked this. |B

Rhhya: Yeah, that wasn’t a very good day for Herla. Do hope you are feeling better though.

Nopje: ”Thank you, Waarhijd, you are very kind. ‘

Wake: Thanks for the track.

OrinocoFlow: Oh you were the other bunny! And yes that was Big Bunny there as well. Ramsus apparently decided they both looked like they’d be good for lunch, scaring the bejeebus out of Herla when he came storming into the Glade like a frothing maniac after them. Ciel’s threatening to kill the bunnies himself and throw them into Herla’s stew if they bring Ramsus charging through again.

Oh I don't know, might have to fight Gehirn for it. He seems quite partial to the stews too. XD

Noooo! Don't make Big Bunny into stew. I'll have to make a new character then if he is killed and eaten.

Ahh, I was wondering if that was you and Gherin yesterday. Never saw you guys in-world before but your characters looked enough like their true selves to be able to tell. I was looking for someone sleeping to get a pelt off of and I tried your little group, trying not to interfere, but then Gherin got up and I got away quick. I think that's when the derps came around...I was worried about you getting too stressed with everyone around. Know you like your privacy.

Big Bunny is MY new pet too, lol! *Cuddles BB*

I think I might have the same set too - not sure. Not on purpose either but there's only so many options ya know? There are bound to be duplicates.

I've seen you around too Rhhya. I'm probably one of them, lol.

080731140586: I can’t say I remember specifically. I’m not always looking all the time. Generally I’ll respond to characters as such so don’t worry about making me stressed. Usually I will move Herla though if someone tries to use her for a pelt spell, because that typically ends up in me having to get her pelt fixed again which is a hassle. XD

Rhhya: Yeah, I’m getting reports of a Herla look-a-like confusing people. There’s more than one now? Oye. Pay attention to the picto is all I can say. I’m not responsible for the clones, lol.

Oh man I know what it's like to have Clones there are at least 2 other deer that wear Nightmare's set as well at least that I have seen. I saw one this morning when Nightmare was at the Pond for his routinely drink XD Yeah I agree there are only so many options it's hard to be unique at times with the influx of new characters <_< XD

Also hope ya don't mind Sight oxo I've actually been meaning to get a slight bit of interaction in with Herla so I wanted to post a little blurb here for you <3

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