I pride myself on my knowledge, of my ability to go into the Forest and think, 'Oh, look, it's Drache. Oh, look, it's Amary. Oh, look, it's Gaia. Oh, look, it's Maia. Oh, look, it's me, etc.'

I've had to post one of these before about Traiko or whatever their name was...I forget ^^; but I feel like I should know you, this stag in this picture! I just forgot.. Your picto is familiar.

But you certainly brought out the kind and humble side of Princess Zhiela when she sat down near you. How did you do it? And remind me who you are...again, familiar...-stumped-

For those of you who have read Insomaticas biography -> History, You would know who this is. c: If not then he is her elder brother, whom she had to abandon as his lifeless body fell to the floor and the hounds from hell were released upon the pretty green fields of which she had grown up in. CB ISNT THAT A LOVELY STORY? cB No, Its sad xD

FFFT, HOWL FAILS AT DEER ANATOMY D< { Howl = me }

Done on the old version of paint with a mouse.

Dirch & Insomatica & Art (c) Me -point- cB

Sorry for the quality and size Eye. I just drew a little human face of you! It shows your poor flowers fall off and your floppy hair droopy.. Ohh..Poor Eye. You look all scratched up. Been fighting lately?

Hope you like it!

88 walks around at a slower pace. She wasn't up to running, she'd been chased for a few minutes by a persistent fawn. She felt really bad running from it- but she's not feeling well enough to play with a fawn.



Suddenly fast walking isn't very fun either and she has to slow down. Breathing is a lot harder when you're sick and exhausted.



88 collapses from exhaustion and tries to lay there, after telling that fawn to stop chasing her (shaking her head and mooing), but it comes back and she has to move yet again, and finally gets away and alone.