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Chasing the sliding deer. x)

July 26, 2010 - 1:46pm — Snowsauria

So, chasing small animals are fun, but chasing sliding deer are just hilarious. xD Neither Ghost or I has ever had so fun in the forest as we had yesterday. x'D

And I had to take a screenshot when Ghost found Pandora, and decided to watch her.

...soon accompanied by a dove...

...and a bunch of other deer. :'p

Ghost like this spot by the ruins now, and will probably sit there a lot, not only on the Twin God's hill. n_n

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Pollen up the nose...

July 25, 2010 - 11:13pm — quadraptor

Probably explains why Quad has so much dain bramage - he says these flowers smell purty but he always gets pollen up his nose.

And also..

Who would have thunk that three deer make a pretty good flower vase?

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Screenie Dump (Edit: New old screenie)

July 25, 2010 - 9:09pm — OkamiLugia

I found this while cleaning out some screenies. Then I remembered that this is from the one time Riza met Polt. I knew and secretly stalked her on DeviantArt for a couple of years before coming here. V_V

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Fun~<3

July 25, 2010 - 6:05pm — Nopje

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Quad's Candid Camera - 7/24/10

July 25, 2010 - 4:32am — quadraptor

Thanks to everyone for sitting with Quad today at Run's memorial, even if it was for a moment. I apologize if he slept while you were there, i had to leave the house a few times but I left him for anyone who wanted to sit. I especially would like to thank Vala for coming up with the idea - it really made things easier for me today.

Here are the pictures I took, and if you have any from today, please feel free to share them here. I apologize for not cropping these, and also apologize to RedKora and the others who sat with me at the very last moment, I didn't get a screenshot of you guys and I feel terrible because of it.

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In the green shiny woods of the Twin Gods

July 24, 2010 - 11:40pm — alansalo

Entre les arbres aux branches dansantes,
Un cercle d'esprits étranges s'assemble.
A chacun son masque, à chacun son signe.
Peu importe qui il cache, qui il désigne.
Ici, sous les branches ployantes,
la pluie glisse sur nos robes colorées.

Ok, So who's who on these pictures ?