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-Woke up at the edge of the Pond. Not sure how she got there. Soaking her forelimb
in the cool water, in a lot of pain. The bone slivers in her wrist stink with infection.
Not likely to go very far today.
Tuesday, August 18th. '15
-Ran around with some folks at the Pond, then sat with Arwen for a while and stared at Dennis' butt.
A lot.
Friday, July 31st. '15
-Woke up at the Playground. Slept fitfully through the day, was vaguely aware of a few deer sitting
beside her at various times during her lengthy rest but doesn't quite remember what all happened.
-Injuries are not bleeding but her shoulder is pretty badly opened and she's moving very slowly. No
violent frolicking today.
Thursday, July 30th. '15
-Rolled in the Blue Bowl, ate way too many fucking berries, got sick, laid on the hill, cuddled with
Winter, flopped in and out of sleep.
-Woke up at one point with Squiggle in her face, flopped around in a mostly ungainly manner.
-Frolic'd with a bunch of deer.
-Acted a roof for a couple of fawns who were playing tea party or something and needed a clubhouse.
-Attacked a trio of Rock Hounds. Fell asleep on the Playground afterwards. Pappa Eyes is suffering from
severe bite wounds on her right shoulder and both sides of her back. There are bone slivers stuck
deep in the lower half of her right forearm. The slivers are likely to fester if she cannot find
someone to help remove them.
Wednesday, July 29th. '15
-Some more running around at the Pond. Was frustrated that memories- dreams perhaps? -of walking
across the still waters were unfounded. She took one step in and splashed into a froggy semi-doom.
-Did her best to try and show Winter some Forest magic that involved some blatant dismissal of physics.
She's not sure how she knows how to do these things, she just... does them. They're entertaining.
-Napped a shitload.
-Came across a Waking Nightmare. Did a bit of investigating, but it didn't seem in a particularly playful
mood. Sat across from it and stared for a while before falling asleep again, lazy.
Tuesday, July 28th. '15
-Woke by the Pond and came slowly to consciousness and self-awareness. Yawned. Scratched herself.
Played with new acquaintances Flyleaf and Winter and ran around hooting and hollering with a crew of
fauns.
-Slept for approximately thirty years. In one day.
Just keeping track of Pappa Eyes' activities in the forest. This will get long. :I
It seems like Pappa has alot
I've come o the realization
Please feel free to message me on skype if you are interested in interacting with her, just be sure to let me know who you are in-forest! as I tend to not respond to plain friend requests, to keep down on spam.