Id like to ask about "The Empty Child" ... im not shure if you have mentioned this in its biography as i havent read it either , but my questions would be:


All concerning the empty child

where did you get the idea for such a character concept?
why was it given such a title/name?
is there anything interesting such as an event that will include it?
do you and the empty child share anything ex: character traits,common quotes,habits,personallity, the way it talks, etc.?


sorry if these questions are boreing, ive been going on around the site looking for blogs like this since id like to get to know other people's deer from upclose.

Been wanting Joro to strike a converse with Mali for a while! 8D

Another boring day...another boring night. The queen thought to herself, allowing her disappointment to affect her usually-perfect walking gait. She dragged her limbs slightly with each step.
What does it take to get a little action around here?...Do I have to kill someone? She tapped a small pebble with a hoof and sent it flying. The yokai sighed as she made her way to the pond to quench her thirst. She saw a doe, lounging by one of the several willow trees that surrounded the pond.
She couldn't help but flick her ears forward in curiosity. The queen did not let her stance faulter, and made her way to the pond, lapping up the cold, refreshing water until she was satisfied. She licked her lips and sat down, not too far from the stranger doe.
"I can see that I'm not the only night owl around here." She muttered, her head still facing the pond.

<sub>@Ocean

Whyss had been closely monitoring the greeting of two loud, bounding fawns. The two had been scattering all over the forest with no apparent rhyme or reason, and had suddenly just decided to meet up. They sniffed each other - and that was as far as Whyss saw before he heard large hooves coming close.

They were a slow, steady step, and his large ears swiveled to track the sound. He paused a moment, confused, as he felt none of the usual, pulsating throb that signaled the coming of a pictogram.

He realized why this must be just as the Nameless deer called out to him.

Startling a little, his head swung round, instantly forgetting the two fawns, and his blue eyes landed on the tall, stately stag. Brightening, he went to the Nameless, touching noses with the bigger deer, bearing the largest smile he'd worn since...

Hm.

His tail curled about his feet shyly, and he put his head against the Nameless' chest, beaming, ears relaxed. I'm glad you're here. The gestures all said. I've missed you.</sub>

The matriarch took her protective skull off and pushed it to the side of her head, revealing her face. She grinned.

"I see.." Was all she could manage to say. She paused, examining the doe secretly beneath her raven locks. "How odd on your part.. It tends to always gets quiet when I come around," She said, giving a weak chuckle. "Then again, sometimes the complete opposite happens, too."

Noticing the doe's slight fidgeting, she sighed and twitched her ears.
"Forgive me. If I am bothering you, I can leave if that is what you wish,"

<sub>"Oh, no, it's... it's quite all right." Malicious glanced towards the other doe sidelong. "I didn't mean to make you feel unwelcome." She was quiet for a time, thinking of her next words, and watched a nameless stag go cantering by. She followed his shape only a moment, then realized she should probably speak.

"Do you often walk the forest when most of the deer are gone?" She asked, feeling a little more relaxed, and, as a result, a little more curious.</sub>

No, of course not.
His chuckle is deep, ancient, still strong after many years. He glances at the fawns, then snorts, still grinning. They were so full of life-the whole forest was, really, especially now that the sun shone down so beautifully.
I can't remember being as young as they are. I suppose it's been awhile. He nudges the little deer lightly.
I am quite sure you've done something, Little One. I myself have simply been... wandering, really. He sighs and looks out at the forest, eyes closing, then suddenly snapping back open to look down at Whyss in a hard gaze, though not unkind.
Have you had any more nightmares?

"Nnn, quite the opposite actually. I usually happen to be around when there's too many deer," She yawned and perked her ears forward.
"Sometime's I'll come around when it's quiet, but not that often."

She let the bank water flow between her hoofs as she trailed them. "I dislike being alone for too long"




We totally need to schedule a run in between these two soon. 8D I can't wait for her to meet Mali.

<sub>"I know the feeling." Bright white teeth flashed briefly between her dark lips as she huffed a small laugh, and then were gone as a kind of sadness threatened her features.

The half-hearted moo of a fawn captured her attention, and her ears swung sharply, but the child was shushed by its mother and was soon asleep again.</sub>

I know we so should. BC The next time I see you on I'm KIDNAPPING YOU. -stalkstalkstalk-

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
COME IN THE FOG'S GREATS

LAYING BY SOMEONE D:

I'LL CALL REPEATEDLY

<sub>LOLHELLOTHAR.

SHALL WE STROLL MERRILY THROUGH THE FOREST?

HERE IS A BASKET OF DAISES. WE MAY THROW THEM WHILE WE PRANCE.</sub>

Then you are lucky. He smiles and begins to fall asleep, curled around the smaller one.

[Because I can't think of anythiiiiing. D:]

<sub>Whyss lays his head over the other's shoulder, smiling contentedly, and curls his tail tightly against his side as he drifts off. As he dozes, he hears a skulldeer faintly cry somewhere in the distance.

But he is not afraid, here with his friend. He closes his eyes, and all is peaceful.</sub>

D: lolino. I'm currently sick and on 3 different drugs so I'm kinda... bwuuuuugh~ xD

xDDD

<sub>The forest was darker than usual beyond the black lenses. Figures, distorted by the fog and mist, trotted by, paying no attention to the small, thin figure standing on the sandy bank.

"M-mummy? Is that you?"

He followed a few of the figures a few steps, turning this way and that, but they all moved too fast, too quick.

"M-mummy! Please, I'm scared of the..."

And then the voice. Any other might have thought it frightening, screeching, sharp.

He thought it was the most beautiful angel music. "Are you my mummy?"

Yes, it was her. At least, it looked like her. Long, black hair - yes, yes, this was familiar. He took a step towards her, hoping desperately that she would not run like the others, that she would remain.</sub>

_{He made a feeble attempt to nuzzle her, made awkward by the heavy leather contraption that was his face. "Please, Mummy, I just want to be with you..."}

<sub>He immediately stumbled to the forest floor beside her, afraid that if he lost physical contact with her she would disappear.

"Mummy..." The maddening search had come to a psychological conclusion. The child's desperation subsided. He turned his heavy head to look up at her, so tall and beautiful. Thoughts began to come, thoughts that had been clouded over; brought again to the forefront of the brain now that the immediate need was sated.

"Mummy... I'm afraid of the wolves, Mummy, are you afraid?"</sub>

<sub>He pressed against her chest while seated before her, and when she stood and let loose a mighty shriek he trembled not so much in fear as in awe.

Surely there was nothing as big and strong as his mummy.

Those wolves better watch out.</sub>

<sub>D: I have no idea. I thought they might have been one of the Ones With Cat's Eyes but I couldn't find them later on for pictos xD

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Tall, dark figures, with black faces and black antlers. They stood, staring.

The Empty Child turned his head towards them, ears slowly edging forward. Were these... Were these what the wolves looked like?

No... No, he remembered wolves. He did. Some ancient memory, dredged from the bottom of his vacant mind, surfaced vividly - no. These were not wolves.</sub>

<sub>The push was unexpected, but gentle. Forgetting the strange deer for a moment, he followed Joro, settling down beside her when she decided they'd gone far enough. He nuzzled her.

"Mummy, I-"

The willows shivered. Something dark peered through them.

"...Mummy...?"</sub>

<sub>Ahhh, that voice, that look. All he needed to calm his fears. He pressed against her chest, ears laid gently against the small, fragile skull.

The dark things seceded from his mind, as meaningless as the wolves. His vision darkened, his breathing deepened. He settled himself against the Spider Queen's side, heaving a small, muffled sigh.

"I love you, Mummy."</sub>

<sub>-tabletscribblez-

I don't know what her face looks like since she died fjskljfds so I'm half-assing it I'm afraid 8|</sub>

<sub>...I had this intense desire to draw Joro with Jerry curls, but probably would have lost my life.

Instead, you get crappy black-n-white scribbles of her and Empty Chiyald C:</sub>

Whisper walked over to an area full of willows..he hered a sound lick a cough or snez an looked over to see a small fawn sitting under one. He didn't seem to be in good condition so he walked over slowly "Hey there " He said in a warm slow voice "You ok"!?