{Misako, possibly could I switch characters? I have a lot more muse for Camellia, I hope it isn't a bother.}

okay. this is officially one of the coolest blogs I've seen in a while. ;o;

Track. This gives me ideas.

Lilyblue:
No problem! It’s why I offered! XD Here you go!

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Her ears spun around with the sound approaching her from behind. An enthusiastic fawn was yelling up to her, and she laughed. “Hello Neah! Yes, I just finished it too!” The doe lowered her head to take the now with beads decorated bell from a large tarantula, who held it up for her to grab. She held it in front of Neah. “Does this look good to you? It matches your eyes.” She had taken a good look at the fawn for sure. She had many useful colors.



Jinxyness:
No problem! Of course it’s not a bother ^^



Freyja:
”Ah yes, he is.” Verve seemed a bit surprised now. She knew her dad? ”You’d want to go outside of the forest with someone you just met who lives with wolves..” A small smirk grew on her face. This doe seemed as fond of risk as she was. ”Well who am I to judge, I left the forest all on my own to join the humans.” Her dad hadn’t agreed with that either. Come to think of it he never agreed with anything.

”Oh alright!” Salty but refreshing sounded interesting enough. Verve’s look became thoughtful as the doe asked how long it’d take her. ”Oh dear uhm.. Well, you sound like you’re in need of this ward, so I hope no longer than a week. Perhaps the gift to my uh, brother, would take me longer since I do have some other things to make who came earlier.. And it sounds less important, in a way.” Sorrel didn’t even seem to know when he’d be back, so she’d likely put him down the waiting list for a bit. Others had come first after all, but the doe seemed to suffer and that was important to Verve to solve. ”I’ll do my best. I’ll search you out when I finish.” A smile.


Clare:
Thanks, that’s an enormous compliment ♥. The positive feedback makes me really happy! I was worried people’d think it was a stupid idea XD


Banteren:
That’d be awesome! She’s very welcome to!


Mauvable:
Haha glad! Ideas are to be shared!

Freyja:

I update this blog as soon as it's ready, then you can tell me what needs changing and if you like it or not etc XD Then I either make another version or I just start a new roleplay with you.

"You're very welcome!" Verve's smile could not grow bigger, she was rather glad the fawn enjoyed her work. She seemed a bit suprised at the nuzzle for a moment, one not fond of touch, but returned it gently anyway. "If anything ever happens to it, feel free to come back and I'll repair it for you."



I updated the link for you! If you use it now it's smaller. (Yay dropbox) Anyway, did you see you can click the transparent version in the tab too for a uh.. Well big version with the full necklace? And a grey background haha XD I saw you were using that tiny preview version on her bio now.. I had to cut the necklace off there so it'd all fit in.

The patter of hooves announced the presence of the grey doe. She wove through the brush, stopping when she came to Verve. She had heard of Verve's jewellery and other trinkets and had decided to pay her a visit.
"Hi, my name is Camellia," she said softly, dipping her head in acknowledgement of Verve.

Ahhh This is incredible <3
One of my characters may ask Verve for something,i'm getting ideas xD

This gets a huge yes from me and a tracking device.

"Umm...I suppose so," she said, embarassment filtering into her voice at how easily she had been seen through. Her voice is mellow, muted and soft at best. Sometimes, deer had to ask her to repeat herself because she had spoken too quietly for them to discern.
"Perhaps, could you make me something?" she asked, ducking her head as shame at her boldness made a warm color spread on her cheeks.

Jinxyness:

Verve couldn’t help a chuckle. ”I definitely could yes.” Her blush and sudden duck did not go unnoticed, either. Verve found the feeling familiar, that insecurity towards others. ”Did you have something in mind perhaps?” She continues her questions, perhaps the other doe would feel more comfortable talking about such things. In the meantime, she could not help but take a good look of the other doe. They had something kind, reserved about their being as well as their looks. Verve liked taking in impressions and wondering what kind of decorations would fit that.


Heartless7:

Verve’s face seemed to perk up at the mentioning of her painting, this doe was the first one to mention it! But she seemed as nervous as Verve. This was the meeting of club awkward. But above all, Verve wondered how this doe could see. Well she clearly could, she mentioned her paint after all. Would it be rude to ask? What would dad do? Sleep it off? A weird mix of expressions covered her face during this odd thought process. “Eh.” She had to answer!
“Yes I do! Are you interested in me painting your pelt?” Her grin grew wide again. The doe was like a blank canvas! “I’d love to, really. Noone has asked before, well I’ve painted my brothers face at some point..” A snort. “How’d you like me to go about it? I can use my hooves.” She held a hoof in front of her in demonstration. “More delicate work requires bugs.” She said it as if it was completely normal. “I don’t know how comfortable you are with bugs.. So yeah. And colors! I’ll need to know what paint to collect.” She looked at the other with a studyious face for a while. The blue lips seemed to be a nice starting point, perhaps, but she’d leave that to the other. “I use black, red and white a lot myself, but I can see how that could be different for you.”

The doe pondered on. “The paint isn’t permanent, by the way.. But if you’re careful it lasts a long time. And well, you can always redo it. Or get something new. That’s kind of why I like it not being permanent..” She wasn’t a tattoo-ist, unfortunately.

"Verve," she said after a moment's pause, "Do you think, perhaps, you'd be willing to teach me your craft? I have a practice of my own, you see. I've been collecting berries to die sand in the pits a short distance from where I reside. I draw pictures in the sand. Maybe we could do a sort of a trade? I could teach you if you'd like."
She looked up at Verve shyly as she spoke, waiting almost anxiously to see the reception of her question.

Camellia couldn't deny her interest. Verve seemed almost pained recalling her behavior, like it was something to be ashamed of. The doe wished somehow she could reassure her without feeling awkward, as they had just met.
"Usually I use stones to extract the dye from the berries, and I mix it carefully until I achieve the right hue, and consistency. It is delicate work." A gentle laugh as she recalls her process. "But the larger the canvas, the easier I find it to work."
She flicked her ears and gestured in a silent question. Shall we sit? Camellia folded herself into a laying position, tucking her limbs beneath her.
"It isn't anything to be embarassed about," she said, her voice almost inaudible, "I don't really have a preference, I'm sure whatever it is, it will be beautiful."

Jinxyness:

”Really? Oh, hadn’t thought of that yet, smart.” Verve loved to paint, after all. “Why do you paint on the ground?” She asked, hoping it wasn’t too blunt a question. Verve painted deer, faces, pelts, skulls. But the ground was a new idea to her, it made her a little puzzled. ”Yes, I agree though, the larger a canvas the easier. But if it’s smaller it works if you have the proper tools..” In her case, bugs.
The tall doe joined Camellia in sitting down, listening to her curiously. ”Not a lot are very fond of bugs. They’re often crushed or tossed aside, you see. Especially does can be a little bit frightened of them..” Something she had never experienced, but she had seen it in others their eyes. ”You mean you’d like me to just make anything?” She wasn’t sure if she understood what Camellia meaned with her last notion. If it had something to do with the previous subject or not.



Heartless7:

”Great! Your face too?” Had she had a hand to slap in front of her mouth, she would’ve done it now. Was she even able of painting her face with that cloth on it? Perhaps the cloth was unremoveable! What did she say! Perhaps she offended the other now. ”Sorry, I eh. So what is the cloth for, if you don’t mind me asking..” There, blunt and forward. Perhaps it was decorative. Perhaps it was to protect her eyes. Perhaps she’d like something new! Verve had fabric! Not a lot, she tended to use it for smaller projects. She didn’t make, let’s say, dresses for deer. That’d be taking it a bit far she thought.
”Alright, can do. Is there anything though you’d like me to represent..? A story, perhaps, or something important to you.” Verve painted herself according to her mood, mainly, though aesthetics had started to play a bigger role.


(Sorry, I'm a bit slow XD I'm so tired after work! But I'll keep this up I promise!)

Amunet gave a little giggle as she seemed socked at asking about her face.
"this? Well my blind fold is too keep everyone from seeing my eyes. They don't like... how they look. But if you don't mind, I would really like you to paint my face as well."

reaching up with one leg as she sat back on her rump the doe removed the blind fold rather easily. Eyes closed at first she rose her head to look at Verve before opening her eyes. Florescent green eyes looked at the doe warily. The brightness and strange color tended to freak out the other deer as they called them 'unnatural'. It was true though, the doe herself was unnatural. Amunet had not been born but created.
"There isn't much important to me, and I have no stories to tell. I am your blank canvas."

Sliding the blind fold back on the doe gave a little sigh.

"That sounds wonderful!" The doe grinned shyly at Verve, excited for what the other would come up with for her. She couldn't really picture what she might recieve, but she was happy all the same.
"Verve...I really appreciate you doing this for me. We should get together sometime to talk some more about art, it's nice to have someone to talk to about these things; not everyone is interested in it." Camellia cast the doe a grateful glance.

That is stunning! I love it just the way it is lD I like how the ward has a sort of compass-like appearence to it too. and the beads around her antlers! The powers that it has also gives me an idea involving zombie, ghost or 'living dead' characters; maybe she'll have trouble seeing them?

Thank you so much!
Would you like me to wait until you're finished with Sonne's and others before RPing?

Starling approached through the bushes, her ears slightly lowered. She was very calm, but eager to approach this fascinating stranger. She had heard many things about her before, many stories and tales throughout the forest...

The doe's fur, once bright and vibrant with colour, but now dull and faded. She didn't seem to be as beautiful as she once was. She had always thought to herself, how on earth she could make herself look prettier. Perhaps some feathers, she had seen them around before. But when she walked by and caught a glance of a skull, stashed next to this stranger, she couldn't help but wander over.

"Hello." She spoke softly. She didn't know what to expect. "That skull, next to you... It is oh so beautiful. Can I ask, did you make it?" she tilted her head slightly, eagerly awaiting an answer.

Starling smiled, she can grow nervous when meeting new deer. She wasn't sure what this one's character would be, but she seemed very friendly. "Yes! Yes, it's very pretty. I don't usually like skulls... not too much. But somehow you seem to have made something so dead, look so alive." Her eyes were carefully scanning the skull, looking at the patterns that had been carefully painted across it.

"May I take a closer look?" She lent forward a little, trying to see the intricate details on the mask.

Starling:

"Really?" The grin on Verve's face seemed to grow quite a bit. "That's really nice to hear! And of course you can take a closer look." She shoo'ed a large locust off of an antler before she gently shoved the skull forwards to Starling. "I had to break off some teeth to make sure someone could still see through it.. Could be difficult with the dreamcatcher in the eyesockets, heh." Beauty was more important than things being practical were, to Verve at least. "I'm not going to keep this one though, I am looking for a different type of skull.. But it was good practice surely." Verve kept smiling brightly.

Moon_Blaggy:
Hey! You're welcome to come to her for a request with your deer She doesn't always ask something back, no, perhaps if your deer has something interesting for her, like a feather! Otherwise she doesn't charge a thing.

In such cases i can start pluck feathers!
*ran after my frightened doe*

Wire:

The tall black doe had been dozing off slightly. Her long neck bend forwards a little, beads dangling in the wind. Her eyes opened adruptly at the sound of her name. ”Cricketlegs!” She shouted. The most awkward expression crossed her face when she noticed Blue looking at her. It sound changed into a large, awkward grin combined with a rather red flush over her face. ”Hehe, sorry.. Eh, just Verve is alright, what’s your name?” She was slowly calming down again, the red blush fading and her expression going back to curiousity. She was glad there was nothing behind her that she could’ve hit her head on. When he mentioned her skills were breathtaking, her expression turned rather shy. ”Well, I guess that’s up for judgement huh.. I just really like to make things.” Finally her yellow orbs crossed with his. ”I wouldn’t mind making something for you. Something dark huh?” She eyed the stag. Plenty of colors to work with. This had to be a manly necklace of course, that was going to be interesting. “I will see what I can do. Do you have a preference for anything? Or a certain like?” Maybe he liked birds, or flowers, maybe a fruit.. There were many options.

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Hey no worries, I see no mistakes! XD It will be a while before the other requests will be done, though tomorrow is my last day at work and then I am free a lot! So there will be speed to add to this. But if you’d like the squirrelnecklace, sure! I don’t ask art or anything in return, if a deer wants to give something in return she’s always happy with things to craft with



Moon_Blaggy:
Hahah oh no! Run Rachel run! XD
She could make a necklace with one of her peacock feathers?


Starling:

”There’s one in each eye sockets, I couldn’t leave them empty.. Pretty symbolic, I guess. They’re usually to keep bad dreams away, catch them as it were. So I thought the wearer would be protected from nightmares quite directly.” There were a lot of reasons behind what she made.

Verve curiously watched the array in expressions on Starlings face as she said she was going to give it away. Giving it to her? Verve seemed to ponder it for a moment, tapping her lip with her hoof. ”Well admittedly it was a lot of work.” She better not tell it was on a deer just a week ago. ”But it’s not expensive. I don’t mind giving it to you.” Yeah. This doe seemed enthusiastic. And why not? It’d look good on her. ”Do you want me to alter anything for you? A lot can still be changed.” She looked at the skull and then at Starling. It had been made for a human head, perhaps it’d need some adaption to fit. But it wouldb’t be much, she was sure. ”But if you’d like to give me anything in return.. Anything I can craft with is good. Like uhm.. Small skulls from animals, or stones perhaps, maybe something else.. I don’t know. But you don’t have to.” Verve smiled. This time not awkwardly, or uncomfortable. She seemed genuinely happy to give it to a doe who really seemed to like it.

Her ears perked up a lot more, now. "Thankyou! Thankyou so much." She was like a little child, grinning from ear to ear, so excited to be given this wonderful treasure.

The doe thought to herself, becoming very giddy when she heard things could still be adjusted. She didn't want to change it too much, it was so precious. But there was one thing that would make it amazingly better, to suit her perfectly. "I really like those antlers, you see, but they look really heavy, and I don't want to come across too masculine... If you see what I mean." She smiled, hoping she hadn't somehow insulted the stranger by asking her to remove a part of the skull.

"At first, I was thinking I could carry it around my neck sometimes. But I think I would wear this all the time! It's just so pretty!" She repeated herself many times, expressing just how much she adored the mask.

"However, is it possible at all you could cut down the antlers? Break them off somehow? I mean, not all of it. I would still like to have them there, but reduced in size so that I can carry it." She wasn't exactly a very strong girl. "Also, so that it's easier for me to wear, maybe you could tie some string to the sides of the skull so I could tie it around my head? That way it won't fall off as easily when I wear it..." She was very excited, and very thankful. She thought of the perfect gift in return.

"I do have something very rare, surely very rare indeed. I have a few of them, actually, which is why I have one or two to spare. They are red owl feathers, from a past.. friend." She smiled. "He was an owl, you see. And he had red feathers scattered along his coat. I think you will like them!"

Starling hadn't ever given anyone these feathers before, she had always kept them to herself.

"Of course, I will need to go fetch them." She stashed them in a secret place in the forest. "I will go now, and return soon. If you don't like them, then it's okay. I can find you something else!" She bounced around gleefully and turned to trot away, but then paused again. "By the way, my name's Starling.. What's yours?" Her ears perked up to hear the stranger reply with her own name, before leaving to find the feathers.

(If you're curious, the feathers look like this!)
Edit: Sorry, Starling's speech colour isn't exactly easy to see here. XD

"Oh, yes yes, of course. Do take your time."

She retreated to the spot where the feathers were hidden, dug into the ground and secured by a little rock. She removed it, dug down, and grabbed two of the red feathers. She dug it back up again and gently placed the rock back on top. Then she left.

When she returned to Verve, she carried the two feathers in her mouth. She watched as she walked over, the doe was clearly busy at work. Starling tried to be quiet and gently lowered her head to drop the feathers in front of her. She closed her eyes and smiled, then took a few steps back to sit nearby, hoping the doe wouldn't her watching for a while.

A small, colourful buck had been looking around for something, something to make him unique. But so far Twilight had only found one peacock feather and an orange rose, both of which were tied in his horns with a thin vine. Soon enough he found the doe, maybe she could help me, he though. "Hello V-Verve?" Twilight smiled shyly, trying to control his stutter.