: 01/05/13

: At ease - : Healthy

: There you are.
: Found Poe and with him introduced Killian to the snow. The little fawn appeared fearful at first, but relaxed as Poe showed him that it was harmless. Found herself smiling, watching them. Played with her son and friend thereafter.

~If you would like to roleplay with Tara, you may do so here~

Androphobia / Cautious / Devoted / Hesitant / Honest / Inquisitive / Kind-hearted / Loyal
Melancholy tendencies / Naturally curious / Polite / Posttraumatic stress disorder / Quiet
Reserved / Self-reliant / Serious / Skin-deep simplicity / Slow to trust / Soft-spoken / Victim



Tara is of an average size for a deer found within the forest. Slender and long-limbed, doe-eyed and delicate, it is clear that she is of the female variety. She has but two simple red knobs on the top of her head, no real antlers to speak of. Fast of her feet, when danger becomes evident, she will flee.

This doe is primarily red in color, with stark albescent patches on her chest, inner thighs, and rump. Her irises are maroon in color, her eyes outlined with white and her brow flecked with two light spots. The scarlet of her pelt bleeds into a darker shade of red on her muzzle, the tips of her ears and tail, and along the length of her legs. Her inner ears are dark pink in color.

Tara does not wear a mask upon her face, but she has retrieved the ribbons from a few that were abandoned by others. They have been tied around the base of each of her ears and loop around the back of her neck. She has yet to be found without them.

Crying idol pelt | Real deer mask | Noh antlers



Tara wanders, and has been doing so since she first arrived in the forest. She is a curious creature and, while some find silence deafening, she enjoys quiet walks and one-on-one time with others or even an object of interest. She tends to avoid large gatherings unless they consist of deer that she has been acquainted with. She will often rest near the crying idol, having found comfort in its consistency and the sound of water running over rock. She will, however, avoid the blue bowl at all costs.

Lately she has also taken to resting in the first forest, sleeping under one of its trees, where her fawns were born. It contains all of her treasures, including a dream catcher and a rose from Poe and a glass necklace from Ches.