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April 12, 2025 - 8:17pm — Rixama
I tried drawing my little deer avatar. I don't have much of a story yet, but the coat I have now is interesting and I love the mononoke reference (: Next time I will be cleaner with my coloring, though... ):
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Blue Days at the Ruins

March 13, 2025 - 5:41am — Widmung
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I choose to use different hues of Blue in these two rendered images. Done with a special program I used from my computer.

Widmung

March 9, 2025 - 11:38am — Saater
My best friend
https://endlessforest.org/community/widmung

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It's sad that candles can't be lighted...

Valaire | Art + Screenshots

March 8, 2025 - 7:33am — Hoodie


Valaire was born with a pelt white as bone, and eyes the color of ash. The Devouts, the cult she was born to, took one look at her and whispered blessed, chosen, sacrifice. They worshipped the Twin Gods– and saw her white pelt as not just beauty– but as a divine sign.
Though the seasons turned, and her horns began to grow, so too did their unease.

By her second year, Valaire’s antlers outmatched even the oldest of stags—thick, spiraling things, lacquered red like fresh blood. No male could match her. No Devout could explain her- not even the highest Devout. Soon they were calling her an aberration. An oddity. A horror.
The High Devout cast her out beneath a silent sky, cold and cruel, their chants echoing through the pines like a curse.

She wept, alone. Lost. Time not healing wounds, but only causing them to ferment. To rot inside her. Something within her burned brighter in exile. She leaned into it, embraced it. She remembered the rites the Devouts kept only for themselves, and she twisted them with her own will. She sought violence from a young age. Practiced Blood magic. Dark magic. Years passed and she underwent a deep change. Where once she bore the cold, carved mask of the Devouts, she now wore a veil—thin and transparent, red as blood—draped gently across her face like a symbol of transformation. A choice. She had not turned cruel, or betrayed her family. She had simply found herself.

Valaire was older now. Her limbs, tail, and ears tainted black, as if the magic was seeping into her very being. Her eyes tired, aged, yet still burning with festering resentment and unseen turmoil. Her horns pulsed with magic, manifested from feelings within her that only grew with time.

Nameless deer

February 10, 2025 - 9:51am — Saater
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Shy deer

January 26, 2025 - 12:43pm — Saater
I tried my hand at felting. This is my first deer.
His name is Luuris. He lives in dreams and eats nightmares.

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Shy doe

December 13, 2024 - 4:43am — Saater
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Her name is Luna or Aoun, maybe.

Oozing smoke

November 1, 2024 - 3:11am — Harbinger-Of-Trouble
Signature Harbinger-Of-Trouble aka Soulflower

Oh, how I suffered with this skull for a long time...
Thanks to this site, I will soon learn only how to draw wolves alone, but also skulls with deer xd

Throwback Thursday - GoldenWinged [2009]

October 4, 2024 - 3:04am — Blackfeathr
This was one of the first versions of GoldenWinged. Striped pelt, butterfly antlers, deer mask. August 2009.
Might as well upload here since I can't have an avatar anymore lmao

Snooze Party

August 13, 2024 - 1:15pm — klownda
Just a very silly and quick sketch of the deer I have been hanging out with almost daily for months now, ever since I made this account. Tabbing in amidst work, and seeing a pile of deer around Fjara always warms my heart Laughing out loud As always, thank you all for always keeping me company and see you in the forest again.

someday I will make an actually good drawing of this I promise, but for now a sketch will do Smiling
I've originally intended to add more deer but their in-game sets keep changing..and I've lost all screenshots due to a windows reinstall rip. <_<
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