The pair follow the other doe to.. Well wherever, apparantly. Gehirn had no clue anymore, they seemed to jump around like crazy. Finally they ended up at a collection of trees. "Where'd that lunatic go now." The giant mumbled, his eye falling on some hole in the tree. "Oh more trees with holes? Good." He rolled his eyes. As if he was going to let Herla crawl in there with Quadda. "So are you going to tell what the problem is now or what?" Losing patience.

Quadda to looked startled and stepped back. It's been a long time since she had seen him up close and forgot his real size. Hypnotized watching him for a moment, as if seen for the first time before they shook and took one step back and then 'wake up' and looked at Herla and took a deep breath.

"That's... what's inside... I do not know how to describe it. It's not a creature, which we know or do not know which, but it's alive... and now it dies. Yet I do not know how to help it. Water not help, sun or moon light not help... perceives it but feeling it pulls something hidden inside all of us - and what is not to be hidden... From something that draws energy without it, without being robbed someone... But now that the energy lost and with this comes the loss of life..." explained Quadda jerkily. It was not a very good speaker in hectic situations and still trying to maintain a cool head. "Can you please go inside, Herla? Maybe you help more than I do. I believe it..."

For a moment she looked at Herla, before she turned and went back through the narrow young trees and bushes.

Herla’s ears fell back at Quadda’s description. This wasn’t a deer. Some sort of creature? Seemed she was saying it fed off the energy of others? That didn’t sound very safe to her. Seemed Gehirn held the same opinion as he positioned his hoof to block her going inside.
“I’m sorry Quadda, but this all sounds a little strange to say the least,” Herla had become a careful doe for many reasons. Impulsiveness was for youths. “I want to help you but yes, can it be brought out here? At least there is some light from the moon? she frowned, clearly not wanting to go into the dark hole with some unknown creature within. She’d fit, but Gehirn most certainly would not.

Finally the doe was going to work along. He was slightly curious about what she'd drag out, of course. After all this build-up and tension, perhaps it'd be interesting.
Then he saw her drop a flower. And couldn't help himself. He snorted loudly. "Hahahaha! It's a plant! It's a damn plant! What do you think Herla can do, water it for you?" He couldn't stop laughing. What the heck was she thinking? "You do realise noone can help a plant right? Hahahah! Oh man this is hilarious, great story to tell the guys."

She looked at Gehirn almost with tears. She was that his laughter hurt her, as if laughing at someone she liked... Shook and looked at the plant. "Something about this plant I know, but not quite all... She does not live with the sun, neither of the water. Neither does not live in the country. Lives of energy..." she said. Her voice lowered briefly...

Who knows what happened, but something inside plants began to glow softly. Quadda eyes lit up a bit. Sep slowly gathered strength as well muffled clatter that sounded. Margins flowers began softly lit. Glow gradually grew and it was seen that putrid color of plants is changing and gradually returned to its plant life. Plant petals suddenly twisted inside and the plant will slowly straightened. Very slowly. However, once got into an acceptable position, suddenly its petals suddenly parted and the world launched a blinding reddish glow that gradually faded. Everything around is cleared as at sunrise and then slowly pulled back light to flower. Echoed a quiet tinkle when one of their number plant emit a small white lights. Around the plant remained faint pink glow.

Quadda a while back and it apparently took to respond, before suddenly squatted and jumped joyfully into the air. "It's brillas! I knew it! I knew it!" and cried every time he fell, again all four bounced.

Lives off energy? Again this just sounded troubling to Herla, she was not too keen on a plant that might try to take her energy. Or anybody else’s. The sudden light show had her backing away with caution now, maybe it was going to leap on her face and attach itself like a leech. Quadda led her here to become plant food maybe.

Quadda seemed to suddenly know what kind of flower this was. Herla’s ears pinned back again and she looked at Gehirn who at this point was understandably put off as well. “Yes, well it does seem to be ‘better’. I’m not sure I did anything, but it seems you know more about it then me anyways. Be careful though. Mysterious glowing plants may be dangerous. ” Unknown magics were always pause for concern. Herla backed further.

"So you knew everything about this weed, and still you drag Herla over? How considerate." He sighed. God this was getting boring. He was already turning to leave; his family was more of his concern than this flower. He didn't really understand the whole story of it being rare or having an evil twin. However that worked for a plant. He rolled his eyes again. "Why do you concern yourself with us. Not sure if I trust that thing either." But, it was for Herla, he was mainly ignored in this conversation so why not keep it like that. Plants and herbs and whatnot were her thing, not his.

Quadda looked at Gehirn. She had no reason for him to answer, she beneath his words felt like a fool... "Why do not you believe me...? Why?" whispered anxious.

When Herla spoke, she looked at her. "Try to learn something about brillas." nodded. "And then, tell me if you know something that I have not known. Brillas is truly unexplored plant and also legends and beliefs - and some of my experiences - all I not know," she replied.

"Risk? She left me a sign, that you ask that?" she said confused, and finally smiled, very gently and tired. "When you're going to take away, take it easily. Their roots she withdraws and allowed to voluntarily pull. Did you know that you will find a place for roots alone."

“Gehirn is right Quadda, every one knows you and I have never gotten along very well,” her brow furrowed, “He’s concerned and has good reason. And you have to admit, this is a bit odd. What if this flower had been in fact the evil twin sister? Would it have harmed us?”

Herla observed the flower, she really wasn’t too inclined to pick it up at all, too many unknowns still. Perhaps she could leave it here for now. She looked to Gehirn, they had been looking for Johan when Quadda had approached telling her someone needed help. So she had allowed herself to be pulled away. Like him, she was worried for their son also and that was definitely more pressing then a plant. A possibly dangerous plant. This was no medical emergency. Her family came first.

So she backed away and inclined her head to the other doe, “My family needs me right now and that is always my top priority. The plant seems fine now, I’ll leave it here for now, perhaps return when there are not other more pressing matters I must attend. Goodbye Quadda.” and the feathered doe turned to follow her mate.

A small doe quietly approaches Herla, hoping that she isn't interrupting anything. With a concerned look on her face she speaks up "Hi Mrs. Herla", as she respectively bows. "I need to ask you something if that's alright. If you're not too busy that is".

Caden huffed along behind the tiny fem, hauling his bulk through the forest, somewhat clumsily. When he at last caught up to Buttons, who by now had already approached Herla, he paused, catching his breath. His saturated blue gaze rested on the beautiful medicine doe, the familiar cool colors of her pelt and head crest a gentle relaxation for his vision. Of course, that was, apart from those omniscient, fiery-red eyes that seemed to delve into one's very soul. If they weren't so intimidating, the raven stag would say that they looked like those of a tree frog, which inspired a smile to cross the brute's countenance.

Caden shook himself to regain his composure; the importance of the reason he and Buttons were here in the first place returning. He watched the two talk, and wondered if he should go back to where StarScream lay injured, or if he should stay and add to the conversation.

The petite black doe looked at the two deer standing before her. Buttons was an acquaintance she’d known for some time, not closely but usually in groups, the other doe was small also and entirely non-threatening. Herla had no reason to be wary of her. But when the large stag arrived, Herla was a bit more uncomfortable, she’d met Caden when she’d been mid-wifing for Flail, friends of the family apparently and she’d never quite been properly introduced. She remained reserved, nodding her head in acknowledgement of the stag but turning to Buttons when the doe spoke and keeping her attention directed to the doe. She found herself confused though.

She’d been picking up a few supplies as Button’s spoke but then looked at her, brows raised, “A robot? Is that anything like a magical flower then?” she’d already been led to ‘treat’ a flower that week. She scowled. Maybe she should get Gehirn or Ciel to escort her again. “Is this dangerous Buttons?”

"Well he looks like he's covered in oddly shaped shiny rocks. His body isn't like ours. But...." she sighs, "I want to help him somehow. While I was him when he got here, he sounded more desperate than aggressive". Dangerous? Well this could indeed be dangerous. Buttons knew that, since he doesn't know much about the robot. "What Caden said, if you feel it's dangerous, bring someone with you".

He’d been watching the scene unfold from a distance, quietly lurking within the shadows of the trees. Ramsus might’ve been big, but he was a master of the art of stalking. Creepy stalking, that is. But it wasn’t without good intentions; he’d simply been keeping an eye on the medicine doe who always seemed to attract invasive stags. Normally he would have been with Isiel, but she was absent and the stag had to find something else to do with his time.

His white eyes narrowed as the unfamiliar stag and doe tried to usher the medicine doe to heal some kind of unknown creature – a robot, they say. Naturally Ramsus was suspicious of it all, but he was especially untrusting of the other stag. Was this a trap of some sort? And what the hell was a robot? And was Herla really considering going off alone with these deer?

Finally the sharp-toothed beast emerged from the darkness, his presence most likely given away by the twigs that had been snapped beneath his massive hooves and leaves that brushed against his sides. He cleared his throat but did not speak, instead scowling and staring judgingly at the other male. It may or may not have been evident that he planned to stick with Herla to ensure she would not get hurt.

Herla nodded to the other small doe, she knew the other female meant well and only wanted to help this creature whatever it was, it was hard for her to refuse such a well intentioned request. The medicine doe tensed, her head swiveling sharply around when the rustling of undergrowth and snapping of twigs alerted her to the approach of something very large.

Once the toothy stag revealed himself the feathered doe noticeably relaxed. Not too long ago she would have likely fled encouraging Buttons along with her but things had changed, the unlikely stag now a trusted ally to the petite doe. Buttons looked rather terrified, however so Herla spoke up to calm her, “This is Ramsus,” she introduced, observing the ram stag’s determined stance, she added, “My escort today it would seem.” She wished body guards were not required but on more than one occasion the doe had been attacked/injured in the execution of her medicine doe duties.

”If you’re ready, we can go?” she asked the other doe.

Oh wow, Eaff, that's gorgeous! I'm so flattered, Herla looks lovely there, you drew her so pretty. I love this style. Thank you bunches! <3

Hey guys, I was talking to Mismatched on MSN, she has a lot of homework to do. So I suggested to her that she makes a post before she goes to bed. ^^

Ramsus’ tired eyes stared at the small doe who seemed determined to stand her ground. The large beast didn’t have a problem with Buttons.. it was Caden who he didn’t trust. Though he supposed, from past experiences, that even does could pose some kind of danger. Sianna was a good example, for one.

With furrowed brows and an unmoving scowl, the stag’s attention was quickly placed back upon Caden; staring him down before finally settling his gaze back on the medicine doe. On cue Ramsus would follow Herla to their destination, most likely glancing back at Caden every so often to make sure he wouldn’t try anything strange. He said nothing still, but there was really no need to. The beast’s gawking expressed everything that needed to be said. Don’t do anything stupid.

Yay! A perfect choice for a theme.

Her ears pinned back slightly at the frightening sight that stood before herself and Caden. Soon after Herla introduced him, Buttons spoke up, her voice slightly shaky, "H-hello....Ramsus..sir". She nodded after both Herla and Caden finished speaking, "As Caden said earlier StarScream's by the ruins. I'll go ahead and lead the way. With that said she walks ahead and begins to lead the group to StarScream.

such a beautiful character and bio!
tracking with love <33

Just to make myself sure I need to ask one thing:
Dpn't you mind that Foxbrow, whenever Herla wakes up, logs off?

Yes, that's true. But it was more me than her, who said goodbye.
I don't know how is it possible, that every time I let Foxbrow get near Herla, I just have to leave.
Either for it is already too late for me, or that there is something else I just have to do immediately.

How unfortunate. Well, I just wanted to ensure myself, that it doesn't bother you.

/slips in

Hi...

I know this is quite random, but I never got to say how much I admire this character. She`s so developed and her design is amazing, and the CSS is simply awesome. I`d love to maybe rp with you one day, but my characters aren`t as nearly as epic as this. Mostly because of no CSS skill XD

Yep, I guess so . (:

It`s sometimes hard for me to actually develop a character because I don`t usually draw, so I can`t actually post pictures so others can see what my characters are supposed to look like.

Since there was a time when I didn`t connect to the forest at all, I got quite used to rping. I don`t think CSS is as hard as I think it is, but you`re right when you said it takes time and energy rather than CSS.

I believe that I might have seen you in the forest... twice or so XD. And during Halloween.

Thank you! <3