Herla [Bio] The Red Eyed Queen
May 10, 2011 - 3:05am — Sighthoundlady
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"...thoughts here...."
November 12th, 2015
Yes, I guess I can say I'm gone now. It's been 4 months and I've looked at this site maybe twice. I have absolutely no desire to go into forest anymore. Herla and my other characters are alive and well, though they don't live here anymore. I'm as happy with them now as I've ever been and feel much more satisfied with my creations since removing them from this place. I used to think that would be hard or impossible and if I left, I'd lose them. I laugh now at that, the best way out is through as they say, and then you wonder what all the fuss was about in the first place.
Health challenges continue, and part of that is minimized computer time since it aggravates my conditions to sit and type and look at screens. After a decade dedicated to digital art, I pretty much exclusively do traditional art now. Loving my Copic markers. It has really helped me to find alternative creative outlets like the Ball Jointed Doll Hobby. Starting to sculpt and sew too.
Please don't leave messages here, I'll be unlikely to see them. If you wish to contact me use the email below.
Please do not ask for any of my pictos.
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I do hope that rp is allowed
CalidaAmeerah: I noticed you
Nettlebrier : I do allow RP on Herla’s bio but I have to say, my muse for random RP is pretty lousy. Thanks for the interests though. I always like to say people are welcome to try in-forest interactions, no way for me to say that will go “well” though, Herla is who she is and not always the easiest to get to know or get along with.
I understand your confusion.
The warning had been there at first, for less than a day. It was a rash decision that I reversed while trying to figure things out and I do apologize for it. I had an update thing but people were taking things the wrong way and not as they truly happened so, taking others' examples, decided to stop the updates. I didn't think anyone but my close friends were viewing it anyway.
I understand, dear. Don't
I apologize for yesterday.
Sorry that was an accident.
Clumsy Brazen! xD
Waning-Sun: Oh? Seemed
Odyssey: Awww, poor Brazen. We know it was an accident. Herla has to have her temper tantrum though! XD
All right, I felt I had to
Shes very pretty, track (:
Big Bunny's baby picture.
Big Bunny's baby picture.
Calvért: *late response*
Big Bunny: ROFL. Well he’s adorable for sure!
Was posting all that publicly
I didn’t post anything that
It's not a secret, but I
...Really? Sight always
I said conversations in
Shi, I always write crap tons
I do read them sometimes and
Re-tracking with new account
Thank you for the track,
x3 Gotta love death glares
Ah yeah, poor Bear. Herla's
Dont worry 'bout Bear, he's a
-confused-
^
~ C.S. Lewis
^
I think I remember one of
*stands uP*
(No subject)
>_>
I love Eminem hahah.
Nothing to see here! Move
Herla's bio has gotten
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
Thank you Graveyard, all
XD I'm the same way
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
Wow, she's a really beautiful
Art website: http://rb-illustration.co.uk
It fell in the evening and
She turned slowly and looked in the direction from which the wind blew the smell Herla. Shivered and sighed, before she released that way. Her journey was not long, and yet it seemed to go all night - or rather ran. Leaves only buzzed when among lying gold leaf broke into her hooves. Finally arrived in places where should be Herla. She saw her and listened hard. She looked a little timidly backed up. Her body tightened again and tried to come against Herla, right in front of her face and eyes to see her. Remained eventually become just about in sight.
"Herla.. Ehr... Good evening, Herla." quickly said and listened nervously shifted and clung to the older doe eyes to her body shuddered uneasily (and then again stopped shaking).
rblackwell: Oh I’m sorry,
Rhhya:
Evening was indeed falling, darkness beginning to descend over the forest, Herla at the ruins to collect her son, her mate not too far distant as well. The sound of another coming out of the forest towards her, had the feathered does’ eyes peering into the darkness until the shape revealed itself and the sound of the voice confirmed the other’s identity.
The other appeared nervous, timid even maybe. Herla’s ears fell back though, her mouth pursing into a thin line, unaffected by this, “Quadda,” she responded tersely. A reserved greeting. Ruby eyes perhaps a bit cold. She stood waiting for the reason for this approach, gaze wandering briefly for sight of her son, she was there to take him home with her.
She just looked at the
"... could you come with me...?" she asked after a brief and looked at the others. "Your family can go too, but it is rather exclusively for you... definitely something that you know more than me..." she's a little quieter. Her body quivered but again and again she took a step back. "Someone needs help." she said after a moment, almost in a whisper.
The other doe was obviously
“Come with you?” she asked, now she was the one to hesitate. She did not think Quadda would harm or attack her but she was suspicious of the request. She looked over her shoulder, considering retrieving Gehirn as back up. A little muscle never hurt. How dire was this? Did she have time? Herla was a healer and it was her nature to give aid if asked but she wasn’t foolish either. “What’s wrong? Who is it that need’s help?” she asked, stepping forward closer to the doe to see her face more clearly.
Overall, Quadda changed. The
The dark Irish had been
Gehirn turned to Herla's direction, setting a few heavy footsteps behind her to come closer. "What's the matter Herla?" His deep voice came out of the darkness, still trying to distinguish who she was talking to. A doe, it seemed. The stag frowned when it seemed the other just bounced off telling Herla to follow them. "Pardon me? There was a hint of annoyance now, his gaze turning to his mate for a reaction.
The doe didn’t really give
Then Gehirn’s deep voice was heard behind her and she turned to him, “It’s Quadda, she says there is someone who needs help,” she said letting her hesitation color her tone. When she’d turned back, the larger doe had bounded off before she could insist on further clarification. Herla’s frown deepened as the others form receded into the darkness.
Quadda took a few more steps
"Aha." He answered dryly,
The urgency in Quadda’s tone
She looked up at her mate, his indifference evident to her. He would not be the one to chastise her if she chose not to go, that would be her own conscious. But she knew he would be there to back her up should she be stepping into something dangerous. That relieved some of her hesitation somewhat.
”I think I have to follow her at least, see what this might be about,” The flicker of hesitation warring with concern could not be hidden from her eyes, ”Your presence would be appreciated. Thank you.”
The tiny doe stepped out in the direction the other had led, glancing over her shoulder at Gehirn’s larger form before moving forward at a quicker pace to follow in Quadda’s direction, being sure to not out distance The Irish or lose him in the quickly waning light as she moved between the darkened trees.
"Please!" yelled at them
Seeing that Herla moves, jumped down and walked very brisk trot away. Seemed that between her front legs as fast trot, the back has made ??very blunt gallop steps and jumped. Moment looking back or stopping to check the distance. "But hurry! The land is flat and there is only a barrier collapsed leaves, so hurry up!!!" prompted them constantly.
The giant watched as the
Quadda was ahead of them
Quadda is urged the trail,
Young trees were intertwined in one place so that it almost resembled the roof, and one point was seen as a dark entrance, less than Quadda. She had to bend her head to fit inside. For a moment with those two lost, than came back from her hiding place and waited for it, turning restlessly back to the entrance.