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Tango And Radio - Start To A Beautiful Friendship!

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December 14, 2010 - 6:17pm — purkydeer
Tango trotted to the cage, " I wonder where Radio is!" She turned around and lay down. Hmm I better check Radio ain't around. She called. The horns above her head banged violently against the cage bars, knocking the deer sidewards. Woah! She steaded herself. The calls returning was near the playground. She ran towards it. The noises died. "How percuiler," she thought. Radio must be here. SHe searched the forest. Maybe she is at the Red Hill. Of she trotted, souring over all the logs in her path untill...
December 14, 2010 - 6:45pm — BrokenTransmission51

The tiny fawn at the

The tiny fawn at the playground turned his head to behold the approaching stranger. It was a doe he'd never seen before, yet a tilt of his head signalled natural curiosity from his hiding-place under the leaning rock.
She must have been the one calling to him!
zzzZZZH-hello?...ZZZzzz He said wearily, getting up on stiff legs, his heart still heavy with sadness since... he... left...

(Nice to meet you, PoppyRocks - have we met?)
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December 14, 2010 - 10:15pm — purkydeer
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Tango moved slighty in shock

Tango moved slighty in shock of the fawns revailance. She bowed in respect to the unique deer. Tango sniffed the fawn. Radio was so sweet. His horns were her favourite feature. She nudged him politely and turned around to face the same direction. Suddenly...


U carry on! Okay I think I bumped into you once. Erm oh I changed my name, AGAIN! It remains like this now. Meet me in the playground. Tell me a time!
December 14, 2010 - 10:26pm — BrokenTransmission51

Making Radio blink and tilt

Making Radio blink and tilt his head, his neck giving a series of horrible cracks as usual, and look upon the doe in confusion.
zzzZZZZIz zomething wrong?...ZZZzzz He asked quietly in his crackle of static, returning the gentle nudge softly, his velvet fur brushing against her, soft and black as night.

(I'm afraid it's too late today, I'm a little too tired, unfortunately... Also, what was your name before?)
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December 15, 2010 - 7:12pm — purkydeer
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Tango peered carefully at the

Tango peered carefully at the fawn. She liked the touch of his velverty fur. She tried to hide the blood stained hoof. She turned around as she could sense the approuching stag, he was not fond of fawns. Tango wispered into Radio's ear "Yes, there is a stag. He is approuching and hates fawns. He forcs them to leave. He has a weird way of doing it, but he does it. Come to the leaning rock you can hide there!"She grabbed Radio by the scruff and galloped towards the Big Rock. Carefully she hid the fawn under the leaning rocks and ran to the river to warn the others. Together they could protect fawns. Her and more does/stags grabbed fawns and hid them with Radio. Tango stood her ground. Her fallow deers stood in a circle around the leaning rocks. She hopped to the top of the High Rock and prepared her forest magic. She called to her friends to prepare for battle as the deer drew closer...




Poppy Rocks, I can't meet you tonight because I have a xmas party. Maybe tomorrow around 4-6 pm?
December 16, 2010 - 1:23pm — BrokenTransmission51

Radio blinked as she had

Radio blinked as she had carried him so swiftly, feeling confused and very, very surprised to be lifted off the ground like that, and at such speed too!
And as he lay among the other fawns, sticking out both in height and appearance, he could feel his heart beat faster as he sensed the strange stag approach, a collective shudder running through the crowd of uneasy fawns.
zzzZZZW-what'z going to happen?ZZZzzz he found himself asking, wanting so badly to help his new friend, even if he had just met her...

(I honestly do not know, but I suppose we will just have to run into each other when time allows it~)
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December 16, 2010 - 2:53pm — purkydeer
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Deers watched in horror as

Deers watched in horror as the stag took a stranded fawn and chucked him in the river. A doe, so sad for the fawn, left the circle! Leaving a small gap possible to see Radio's tail. Tango leaped down , antalers first. She called the Stags and Doe's to take the fawns to the Big Oak and fast. She stood one on one against him. She bowed her head down asking for a fight knowing she will be won.





Sure, I am in there now.