January 19, 2009 - 12:41am — Kanaf
i need to RP because i dont have FREAKING FOREST. SO. yeah...
ILL START FOR ONCE LOL
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"Come on, Chanse! You can do it!!" Faytha prodded the little peacock fawn. A log was in their path, blocking the way to a patch of purple flowers. Faytha, now nearly full grown, cheerily and easily hopped over the log, showing the new fawn what to do. "Like this, see?" She kept hopping, first one way, then the other, then back the other way. Her golden pelt meshed with a sunbeam radiating from above, making her look almost regal. She smiled, most of her face hidden under her wooden mask. Her pale yellowish feathers swayed and wavered at the constant motion of hopping.
Chanse studied the log at first, then observed the young doe showing him what to do. He lowered his front side, his butt sticking up straight in the air. He wiggled his tail, bouncing his back legs a little, before running at the log. He lept. "Oof!" He grunted, his stomach landing right on the top of the log. Only his front half made it over. Faytha chuckled, it was still a bold move. Chanse stayed there, looking back at his body, wondering what he should do to get out of this.
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Bellsio lifted his head, sniffing at the air. His pale brown eyes blinked. No one familiar, once again. He didn't make many friends since he came here, except this one peacock doe, but he couldn't recall her name. He didn't know whether to call playmates friends or not. He shook his head, his ridiculously shaggy fur shaking around. His tri-colored mane swayed a little. "Hmm.... Whad do?...." He asked himself in his limited, pathetically pronounced language. He didn't have anyone else to talk to, so he thought out loud most of the time. Fortunately, he expressed himself in mostly grunts and noises, so no one could overhear his plans or anything. "Mm... Oh! Fine fren... Play wif! Mmm hmm!" He nodded happily, turning his large body in the direction of, hopefully, a group of deer.
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OKAY THERE. if you wanna play with anyone else, just say so, and ill introduce them |D
OH OH AND. Sarie, youre allowed to play Chanse too, since we share him 8D
OKAY LETS HAVE FUN IM BORED LOL HI
I'll RP only if no one else
...nvm me. I cant RP anyways x333
-flies away in hotair balloon-
:B
(ROFL CHANSE XD You can play
Devi, watching from a short distance away, snorted in amusement at the peacock fawn. She had witnessed the birth herself and had to admit he was shapening up to be an adorable young deer. Peacock pelt, bug antlers, and Vessel's peculiar 'm' mark on his face, not to mention his, quite frankly, beautiful purple eyes. His left was a misty, livid lilac, unlike his deep amethyst right eye, and they had all concluded he was visually impaired in that one eye. He also seemed to have an extraordianry ability; when touching someone with a part of his body, he could send pictures into their head. He was certainly going to be an interesting and handsome stag.
(-EPICFAIL- ........ hope you don't mind that XD)
Carilynn made a face at the mushrooms, gagging theatrically as she swallowed them down. There was nothing else to eat, and she was hungry. Oh so hungry. Her stomach growled, as if on cue, and she winced and glared down at it menacingly, but her defiant belly continued to rumble. SSSHUT UP. She snapped, but then flicked her head up to look around. Mushrooms. Why mushrooms? Why not apples or pond weed or something? Fish would be nice, but she couldn't stand to kill them. She sighed, tripping around the tree and bolting off.
(LOL you know, i had an idea
Chanse kicked his back legs, struggling to get away from the stupid thing. It seemed to have bested him. He let out a dreadful moan, and started to whine loudly. Not too far off, Vessel watched the little group play about. He strolled over to Chanse, nuzzling him. He looked to Faytha, who nodded happily. She lowered her head and pushed Chanse's backside over the log, freeing him from the fallen trap. Her head was much softer than Vessel's, more appropriate for helping his son out of this little predicament. He went over to Chanse, smiling at him, and nuzzled him. Chanse smiled, and nuzzled back, then walked back over to Faytha and Devi, bouncing a little for more fun.
(UM. i dunno what to say LOL)
Bellsio was in the middle of a run when he suddenly felt a thud on his side, and next thing he knew he was on the ground. He picked himself up, shaking his long fur, and looked around for what he could've run into. It was a doe! Finally, maybe she would play with him! He looked down at the brown deer, curiously studying her feathers and mask. He didn't care much about her pelt color, although it reminded him of home in the back of his mind. He blinked, where was his manners? He lowered his head to look her in the eyes, "A.. Aroo okeh?" He tried, hoping she would understand.
(OH BELLSIO *hugs* i have so much fun speaking with him |D)
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(LOL transporting through
Devi let out a little, mild laugh, her grey eyes bright and cheery. Good job, Chanse, she half-praised, half-chuckled, prancing over to the little peacock fawn. So what do you guys want to do? Her gaze was smug, but her expression was sincere. She turned slightly and banged her sharp, pointed black antlers against a random stump, reeling and rearing before falling back in place at Faytha's side after her little show. Vipin's hanging out at the Ruins... If only he weren't my uncle, she sighed humurously, as if she wished she could go over and possibly flirt with him. Mom... Aspen's at the Pond, Cal is... Wherever. She was talking to herself now, turning her skull around as if that helped.
(Bellsio. I want to take him and hang him in my rearview mirror. XD <3)
Carilynn, too preoccupied with getting food, did not noticed the stag until she had barrelled into him, knocking herself flat off of her hooves. She flailed for an instant before rolling onto her amber hooves and struggling up, her mask halfway off of her face. Some of her face showed; a wide face, mostly cheekbones, with large, childish eyes. Her nose and mouth were too small for traditional beauty. Flustered, she forced it back over her golden-brown eyes, peeking out at the stag in front of her. Hmh-m-hm? Yyyeah, I-I-I'm fine... She stared, and then her mouth split into a mild grin. I'm C-Cal.
(LOL i know <3) Vessel
Vessel shrugged, backing away slightly to let them know he didn't feel like playing. Faytha looked to Chanse, then to Devi, then back to Chanse, then finally settled on Devi. "Hmm, maybe we could find Clock. I'm sure he'd love Chanse, and I haven't seen him in forever. He's been kinda down though, so maybe we could find Dad, or maybe Aunt Fulu... Faytha went off into her own little babble until snapping herself out of it. She seemed to have the habit of droning on and on, unlike Devi, who just babbled about anything that came to mind. Chanse looked at the two of them eagerly, switching his purple gaze from one doe to another as they took turns speaking. They almost looked identical to him, he couldn't really tell who was his cousin and who was his friend.
(thats what i wanna do with you |D *shot*)
Bellsio watched her get up and smile at him. He nodded when she said she was okay. He didn't seem to mind the fact that she stuttered. In fact, it almost helped him understand her better. He blinked his bright, pale brown eyes, his face brightening when she introduced herself. "Mm mm! Bellsio!" He bowed his furry head, his long bangs hanging infront of him before he lifted it again. He looked around for a moment, then looked at her again, "Play?" One of the few words he could pronounce correctly, since he wanted to play so much.
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That'd be nice. I'm not sure
(Same ;D -SHOT TO HELL-)
Cal studied the young stag with an interested expression, her lips pursed into a silly expression that resembled a fish. Buh... Be... Bells-sio? The name rolled off of her tongue in a babble, and she halted and studied him again. Bells... S... Sio. I-I-I'm going ttto call y-you Bells, she said cheerily, bounding around him once before stopping and looking into his brown eyes. P-play?.... Sure! Her dying hunger forgotten, she kicked up her back legs and sprinted around him in a circle before weaving clumsily away, her feathers flying out behind her like some crazy flags. (Bellsio + Cal = certain destruction)
Chanse tilted his head,
"Someone say my name?" Clock entered cheerfully, smiling for the first time in days. He was horrendously lonely, but he managed to hide it until he was alone to brood. "HOLY CRAP FAYTHA. I haven't seen you in a LONG TIME. YOU'RE HUGE." He marveled, looking her over and noticing all her newly grown features. Faytha playfully gawked, and huffed, "Excuse you! I am NOT huge!" She giggled. Chanse looked up at the large brown stag, the oldest one of the group. "CLOOOOOOOOOCK!" He let out a soft smile, hoping he got the name right.
(o bby |D )
"Bells? Bells! Bells an C-Cal!" He reared several times as she wheeled around him. "Cal, Cally-wally, Cally-mally, Cally Cally!" He shouted, almost unconsciously. Finally, something to do! He chased her around a little before stopping, wagging his long-furred tail furiously. "Wud... Wud do? Wud yoo?" Desperately searching for the right words, and struggling to form them correctly on his lips, only to ask what she wanted to do.
(dude, Cal + Bellsio = ADORABLE. 8D ;D |D)
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(LOL CHANSE.
Devi swiveled her head to look at the little fawn, her skull forming into a mild smile. Aww! She cooed at his attempts, her sullen grey eyes brightening in their dark sockets as she watched the peacock child. He's so cute!... She wasn't fond of love, more distinctly mates, but she couldn't help thinking of children of her own... her fair-furred sons and daughters running through the Forest, their grey eyes bright and beautiful-- She snapped out of her dream, abruptly staring at Clock, who had seemingly appeared right in front of their very eyes. Well there you are! She raised her 'eyebrow' (It was difficult with a skull for a face) at him, her expression smug. Hey, just because he was madly in love with someone didn't mean she couldn't put on a little show for him.
Eehee! She sprinted around him in a wide arc, skidding to a halt right before she crashed into a tree, nearly throwing her back half over herself. She swiveled her head, flicking her mask back into place, and looked around madly, her golden-brown eyes narrowed and her lips pursed, once again, like a fish. Hum... I dunno... W-we c-could gggo t-t-to the Pppond... Her thoughts droned on and on, her small little tail wiggling anxiously. She liked this stag already. But something in the back of her mind warned her not to get caught up in love again; not right now, anyway. She didn't want her heart being shattered again. (omg yes they make an epic couple<333)
Clock's face brightened as
Bellsio stood there playfully, his mouth open in a wide smile. His pale brown eyes sparkled with absolute happiness, seemingly forgetting all his terror and sadness. He could see she would be one of his better friends. Something seemed different about her to him. He had played with a lot of does before, but none of them were really like Cal. "Pon?" He looked over at the large pool not too far away. "Yea! Com on!" He invited her happily, bounding over to play in the water.
(YES and she wouldnt be emo anymore and maybe Bellsio could TALK LOL |D)
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Huh. Clock wasn't half bad
Cal pranced back over to him, her green feathers sticking up over her head like some wild hair style gone horribly bad. Bellsio was a fun stag, she knew that already; she couldn't help wondering about his speech impediment, though, so much like hers. She decided she would ask him later, in case there was a much deeper meaning, unlike her simple case of ADD and ADHD. P-pond! She agreed, wiggling her behind and taking off after the stag, her legs flying out madly from undrneath her. (LOL YES and they could be awesome together CB <333 Although their kids would kind of scare me. XD <33)
"That so? Well... Right, I
Chanse sniffed back at Clock, his big purple eyes wide in wonder. This stag was new, how did he know the other two? He seemed like fun though, so he put all caution aside for now. He still stood there, patiently waiting for one of them to do something fun. (LOL IN YOUR FACE DEVI *snap snap*)
Bellsio ran at full speed to the Pond, finally screeching to a halt in the water. He proceeded to stomp around, splashing up water and making frogs jump. He waited to Cal to come closer to splash her. He quickly became impatient, and decided to take a drink until she got there. He studied his reflection in the water. A nice, brown, long-faced mask, a little chewed up around the edges. Small, white antlers that curved out then up. His mane, which hung heavily since it was unintentionally dipped into the water, clearly showed it's three colors. Red near the roots, dark blue-ish in the middle, and white along the tips. It was a very strange mane, but he had grown used to it, along with his uselessly long fur. (EDIT: lol okay, i expanded |D)
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(lol Clock pwns Devi.
Yeah, I'm pretty infamous now, aren't I? She grinned, her grey eyes flashing smugly in their sockets. I know that. You two have attracted quite the attention for your lovely-dovey stuff. This was nothing for her, this 'love' which he talked about. The stags she flirted with were mere pawns. The does were the obstacles... But they were easy when you had the looks and the charm. But underneath this hard shell she knew she wanted someone to truly love... But hey, she was a teenager right now. If you honestly think I'm kidding about the birth, you are sorely mistaken, she snorted, grimacing for real at the thought. Xylia had endured so much pain... But this little fawn, this fawn who had lived by chance, was worth it all. Looks like Vessel did something right, though. She chuckled, nuzzling the little peacock child.
Cal flailed after Bellsio, nearly twining her legs with each other and falling over herself. Never practical, she wiggled and leapt over the Pond, landing with the grace of an elephant into the shallows. Water sprayed up from underneath him, soaking herself and, perhaps, poor Bellsio. Woowoo! Slipping, she paused to fix her mask before shaking madly, her feathers whipping around like dangerous lassoos. Giggling insanely, she fell down right on her face and began slipping around, looking oddly like an otter.
(I'm too lazy to read
A young Gazelle stag watched some playful fawns from a distance. He perked his ears when he heard one mooing, but didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't like fawns, the reminded him of his childhood. Not that he had a bad one, but he wanted to be and adult so badly he stayed away from fawns as much as possible. When a new 'family' member was born, he didn't really care.
He stood up and stretched himself, a few does up ahead catching his attention. Now that was something he DID like. Some females laughing and dancing around with each other. It felt like a warm welcome to him and he decided to join them.
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
She tries too hard. "Well,
"WOAH" Bellsio shouted as all that water came up to soak him. He looked up just in time for Cal to shake around madly, whipping her feathers at him. He continued rearing and such, until she dived. He followed, plunking under the surface for a moment, and coming back up for a breath. The part of his body that was underwater looked like an explosion of fur, flailing around at his widly kicking legs. Above the surface, his face was covered in another mask of sopping wet hair, covering his eyes. He laughed, and shook away most of the hair, kicking around so he could catch up to his playmate.
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She raised a brow at the
Eeeheehehuhu! Cal squirmed through the water like an insane salamander, wiggling towards the deeper end blindly. Her mask had been left behind her, somewhere near the shore, but she didn't care; she was having far too much fun! Ignorantly, she hurled herself forward, her front half falling into the deeper end but her back half resting on the steeply declining slope. She gasped in shock before fallling backwards, nearly landing on Bellsio as she stumbled up, shaking her feathers around again like some green windmill.
Clock was now officially
Bellsio flailed around when Cal almost landed on him, still laughing like an idiot. He kicked up his legs several times, splashing water behind him. Soon, he dived for a moment, and came up like a great white shark, roaring jubilously as he shook his fur about, spraying water everywhere. He landed on shore, spitting out water like a fountain, and panting softly. His fur was absolutely soaked now, and he shook it some more to get most of the water out, only to have it frizz to make him look like a big puffball. He looked out to the water, his eyes catching a few frantic fish panicking from their play. Bellsio kept his smile. He was happy.
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[If this is still going, I
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(DO IT PEGA. DO ITTTTT CB
Devi rolled her eyes behind Clock's back, her golden tail flicking up as she turned her back on the four. I'll head off then. See you guys. She snorted mutely under her breath and headed off for the Pond, her many-hued pelt glittering as sunlight filtered struck it as it filtered through the trees. She jumped back before she had even gone ten yards when a voice stopped her dead. Ay, what's this all about? Vipin's head appeared from behind a Birch tree, his stunning blue-grey eyes unnaturally bright, being so deep into the sockets of his skull. Looks like you guys have a party over here! I feel so old. He strode over to the group of three, nuzzling an amused Devi as she passed before stopping by Chanse and Faytha. Holy Hell, Faytha, you're huge!... Ah, whoops, pardon my language. Don't pay attention to me, Chanse. He chuckled and nuzzled the little peacock fawn. Clock! Oi, long time no see, friend. He mused, staring into Clock's bright blue eyes with his own azure-grey ones. And Fenkovan! Wow, you're bigger than your sister... Ha. Oh, sorry. Ugh, do pardon my babbling, I do get carried away...
Cal was squealing now; part humur, part glee, and part utter idiocy. T-this isss ttthe most f-f-fun I've hhhad innn a w-while! She screamed, just loud enough over Bellsio's happy roars as he rose up out of the water and landed near her. She squirmed and roleld onto her feet, arching her bottom and shaken herself dry, her brown fur frizzing out like some giant, insane hairstyle. She noticed the fish flopping around her hooves and nudged them back into the water, guffawing her amusement. Finally noticing her mask was gone, she flinched and began searching for it, doing her best to hide her face with her feathers. Wwwhere'd it g-go?...
Clock almost smirked.
Bellsio nuzzled a few fish back in the water himself, his long mask helping him greatly. He searched around, wondering what she was looking for. "Wud?..." He finally realized she was hiding her face, and blinked. "Oh! Umm..." He stuck his nose down, almost touching the water, and began scanning the ground. A white mask was sticking a little ways out of the water. He let out a little gasp and eagerly picked it up, his tail wagging again. Bellsio trotted over to Cal, trying to speak between his teeth, as if speaking for him wasn't bad enough. "Dis id?... Heer, hav.." He stuck out his face, offering her the mask.
(8DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD *shot*)
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A white stag with dark wing
Slowly edging closer to avoid being noticed, the teenage stag sidled up to a tree, using it to hide behind as he peered at the group. He recognized all of the deer present - not that he'd met them all - but that wouldn't change his behavior. He's stay here and observe for now, then maybe later he'd go up to them - if he wasn't spotted first.
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Fenkovan stared at Clock for
'But Clock...' Fenkovan said, while turning to the blue-eyed stag. 'I kinda heard you were in some kind of fight with Devi. What's going on?'
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
( D8 -steals Bellsio and
Vipin tapped his hoof on the ground playfully, his face crinkling dramatically. Oh tsk, have you seen her parents? Magnet is like some gentle giant and Aspen is just... Well, you know her. A giant ball of trouble waiting to explode. He rolled his eyes theatrically, snorting his amusement. 'Aye, I heard the fight, which is one reason I came over here. Devi's a bit hard to get used to; she's got her mother's personality if you can't tell already. But I can't tell where she got this damned flirting ability... Ha. But she's an absolute sweetie underneath... Well, way underneath. If you can get that far. He grinned, his skull twitching into a smile. Unlike most of the other deer living in the Forest, Vipin's skull had grown in over the Halloween celebration, as had Aspen's. Most deer still weren't used to him not wearing his signature magpie mask. Abruptly, he turned his head to stare blankly several hundred yards awway, before musing; Well. Look who's shown up...
Carilynn's head jerked up almost immediately at the sound of Bellsio's voice. Still shielding her forhead and half of her face with her frizzy feathers, she stared at the elongated oval, her golden-brown eyes huge in embarrassment. Y-yeah!... Ttthat's it. T-t... Tha... Thanks. Slowly, she bent her neck so that she could possibly snap it up and snare it over her head. She timidly eased her head into the white mask and... Tripped, obviously. Her legs buckling unsteadily beneath her, she fell forward. But this wasn't enough for her so she, of course, had to take Bellsio down with her. She gasped and sputtered for a few seconds before stumbling towards the bank, her tan face utterly pink with shame.
His gray eyes widened in
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Faytha giggled, "Well, if
Bellsio smiled as she came closer to retrieve her mask. Her sudden stumbling caught him off guard, making him lose his footing as well. Adding that to her falling, he fell over as well, Cal landing on his side. He let out a silly shriek, not taking it as embarrassing at all. He rolled around for a moment, soaking his fur once again, then rolled onto his feet. He shook off a little water before following her, knowing she was embarrassed. "Wud ron? Iss okeh, okeh?... No hurd, aroo?" He trotted over to face her, lowering his own head to look her in the eyes.
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'Whut? I'm not big and
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
Did she just...? Spade felt
Spade felt his face heating up without knowing why as his head jerked back, blinking hard a few times in confusion. Then Faytha's brother stepped in front of her, perhaps in a protective manner. Gray eyes glanced around unsurely. He hadn't done anything, but it felt like he was being accused. That increased his unease. Spade had half a mind to bolt.
But he was no coward. Just shy.
He stayed where he was, continuing to watch the others.
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(homg Spade 8D -hugs him-
Oh aye, I think I scared the poor chap. Vipin inclined his head slightly at Spade, who seemed to edge backwards as if frightened. Well, then again I do look pretty bloody terrifying. Spade! Poor bloke, we're not going to eat you. He chuckled, blinking his wonderfully blue eyes as he peered at the young secretary-pelted stag. He glanced at Clock out of the corner of his sockets and nodded slightly, shrugging at the exact same time. Eh, I can understand that. At least the little lass is optimistic. His tail flicked suddenly and his head snapped up abruptly, as if a God had just appeared in the distance. His shoulders squared stiff as he remained completely livid and motionless, his jaw clenched in a threatening scowl. After several odd moments in that position, he dropped his head, still looking wary and untrusting. Eh... Thought I heard... Him.
Cal was on the verge of sobbing, her teeth clenched together and biting down hard on her tongue. So hard, in fact, that a miniscule trickle of blood dribbled down her lip, staining a tiny patch of mud crimson. I... I mmmess e-everything u-u-up... She snarled, mostly to herself. She shook her head as if in some sort of denial, her golden brown eyes wide and pitiful. S-sorry... I... Yyeah, I-I-I'm fffine... I'll guhgo ggget my mhmmask m-myself nnnow. She got up quietly, still a bit shaky, and plodded over to her fallen mask, snuffling it onto her face in a somewhat depressed manner.
Faytha backed up a little as
Bellsio seemed to flash back to a day when he saw her crying. Some bullies made fun of her and stole all the little pebbles she had collected. His pale brown eyes watered a little, but he blinked them free once Cal left to retrieve her mask. He lifted his head, following her slowly. "Evywon mehk... mis-mistak." He blurted, partially wondering if he even used the right word. "No sad... Iss okeh, yah?" He got her too look into his eyes. He smiled kindly, "Play? Or... Or walk?" He offered, wondering if it would cheer her up again.
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Aye. His voice was a deathly
Dammit. I think he's here. Vipin's shoulders squared again and sunk towards his head as his body slid into an effective defensive position. Clock, Faytha, Fenkovan; if he's here, run. Run for your damned lives. If he follows you, run to the biggest group of deer you can possibly find. Get your parents. Get your friends, get your enemies, get the fish I don't care. Just... Vipin silenced himself, swallowing and staring into the Birch Forest almost expectantly. ... Run, if you can.
Carilynn stared at him, her face nearly expressionless. Yyyeah, I-I kuh... know, bbbut I aaaaaalways s-seem to mhmmake the miss-ssstakes. She frowned slightly, scuffling the dirt with her hoof. W-we can wwwalk... Y-you kuhknow, ifff ttthat's not t-to bbboring or... Orrr a-anything. She blushed, dropping her neck and shifting her body so that it faced away from the Pond and to the Birch Forest. Some great doe she was, insisting on walking when she knew this stag wanted to have fun with her.
The hair along Clock's back
Bellsio gave her a nuzzle, "No won... p-perfek..." He nodded firmly, still smiling. His tail started to wag again as she agreed to walk with him. "No! Iss fine! Luhv walk, yah!" He hopped a little, almost giving attention to his oddly red hoof, and looked around. "Wher go?"
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He blinked at the tension
Deciding to say "screw it" to his shyness - what with how tense everything seemed - he slowly approached the group of deer gathered, still studying the trees and grasses of the birch for what they may be hiding.
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Vipin turned to stare at the
It's magpie fur now looked more like the Dark as Night pelt, so blackened and sooted with age. It was torn; patched and little more than dead skin in places. Atop his head rested huge antlers, like that of a ram's, curving forward large and dark gray. They were chipped from battles and had curved so far in they were entering the sockets of his skull... His skull. It hardly resembled a skull, but resembled more of a misshapen lump. It was tinging black around the edges and poured blood from several places, especially his mouth. His jaws were poorly sewn together with faded red lead, not able at the least to hold back the massive black tongue that convulsed in a mix of tar and blood in the dip of his bottom jaw. The socketless black holes that were the closest things he had to eyes widened only slightly at the large group. Vipin. You brought friends. His speech was poor, his voice crackling under age and disease. It resembled that of rusty metal pieces grinding together; disgusting and somewhat enchanting.
Carilynn blushed at the nuzzle, the pink streak hidden by her mask. T-thanks... Bu... Bells. She seemed to cheer up considerably for a few precious seconds before her face darkened as if a family member had died right before her eyes. Sssomething... Something i-isn't riggght. She pursed her lips like a fish and squeezed her eyes shut before her eyes flew open and she let out a broken gasp. Without words, she whipped around and sprinted towards the Birch Forest in a flurry, sobs escaping her throat.
Clock's face went pale. His
Faytha was frozen. Who was that? What was that? Was that really... She stayed in her spot, out in the open, still defending little Chanse. She was shaking like a leaf, but she had to stay. He had to stay hidden. Tears streamed down her face from the utter terror that surged through her. Chanse tried to looked around her, but the feeling of her fear made him uneasy.
Bellsio returned her blush, if only for a second. At the sight of her running... No, not again... Bellsio felt heartbroken. Was it something he said? He didn't understand at all. "W.. Wud?... No!" He took off after her, wondering why she was running anyway. There was something in the corner of his eye. He turned his head, to find a horrifying giant deer. Or was it even a deer? Holy hell, he had to run! Bellsio turned his run into a bolt, trying to catch up with Cal, but also trying to run away from that thing...
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Spade froze, gray eyes
Now he really wanted to flee. But...
He looked to the group, noticing the monstrous deer outsized all of them - even his uncle. Plus, they had Chanse with them. He was so little still.
Spade's brow creased. No. He wasn't running.
Closing the remaining distance between himself and the small herd, he continued to watch the monstrous creature with them, trying not to let his fear show.
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Fenkovan had ignored Vipin's
'If we stags just work together, we can take him. I know for sure.' The young stag said, actually half lying. He didn't know if they could take him...
'But Faytha, I want you and Chanse to run. Please listen to me, I want you to be safe.'
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
Vipin became absolutely
He almost flinched as his father's lips curled, ever so slowly, into an unmistakably physchotic grin. I heard. Twins for daughter Aspen and a son for-- Is that him? Oh, he looks precious! Vipin immediately reacted from swerving in front of Faytha and Chanse, a snarl ripping from his skull. Never looked genuinely shocked, his head cocked at his son's defensive behavior. Now now! I won't hurt the dear. Vipin hissed at the lie, his muscles rippling underneath his shady purple-black fur. Faytha. Fenko. Clock. Get away. Now. And. Take. Chanse. Vipin refused to move his eyes from the monster, his words coming out in sharp bursts. Never merely cocked his head more prominently, his tongue winding towards Chanse.
NOOOO! Carilynn hurled herself into Never, her body a small mass of brown fur. She rebounded off of his massive chest and knocked the wind out of herself, gasping and panting as she crawled away from him. Never, unharmed and sensing no touch whatsoever, chuckled in amusement at the brown doe. Little Cara! How nice it is to see you. Your parents were ever so ecstatic when you were born... Vipin screeched again, watching Nevermore with the intensity that a predator watched it's prey with. Calamity scuttled away in fear and took refuge behind Clock and Fenkovan, her eyes huge with fear. Dammit Fenko! He's my father, I think I know him better than you do! Now run like Hell! Why so serious, son? I was merely saying hello to them. (................ -SHOT DEAD-)
Faytha started to sob
Faytha looked to her brother, "Come on, Fenkovan, please..." She sobbed, trying to keep herself together. Her hazel eyes were surrounded by red, shiny and wet. Her mask looked a little swollen from the tears, hiding most of her terrified expression. Her legs shook, her knees almost buckling every 5 seconds. Her tail and ears were about as low as low could be, shaking along with her legs. She just wanted Fenkovan to escape with her. "Dammit Fenkovan, come with me!" She shouted.
Bellsio saw Cal veer to the side to ram into the beast's chest. He slowed to a stop to watch what would happen. He saw her bounce off the deer's chest, landing hard on the ground. That thing didn't even flinch! Geez, that was a real monster, but... Wait, Cal! She's in serious trouble! "Cal! I com!" Bellsio shouted, running for her. He stopped, putting his red hoof infront of her, taking a protective stance. His pale brown eyes were shining in anger. He lowered his small antlers at the beast. "No.. No hurd Cal!"
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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography