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The reminders of ages long-since past, Sumias is at best small, at worst a dervish. Foul-mouthed and fast-tempered, she is of a frightening intelligence. Nothing looking that white and pure should be that cruel and ill-tempered. Sumias was out to stop the world. Or kill it trying.

At the end of the day, when all the world had fallen into sleep, Sumias roused herself from the inked depths of slumber. Like demon's ichor, she poured herself across the forest, in search of things best left unseen, unearthed. It was not as such that Sumias had no sense - she had plenty. Too much, perhaps. No, it was just that Sumias needed to know. There were secrets that had not yet been discovered, and it was the way of intelligent things to oft meddle in things they had no business.

When she was up and about, she rarely stopped. Over and over, bit by bit, she explored every nook, every cranny. Every stone was overturned by the blunted end of antlers, to find the insects that went scurrying about before the white-moon's light, making her a bobbing bit of first winter's snow, before it's been marred and sullied by the slush and the mud.

She did not go loudly; in fact, except when directly speaking to someone, Sumias does not make a sound. Not one: no branches, no leaves crackle beneath her hooves. Her horns scrape no bark. To the ears, Sumias does not exist. Her breath is never loud, her heart never races in her breast.

[=#8f6767]There is something terrible about Sumias. It is not in her size - she of such diminutive stature that she is hardly a threat in that regard. Neither is it in her color - she does not have a pelt of rot, nor a face of skull. Perhaps one could argue that there is something in her voice that is disturbing.

gender: Male

Name: Prongs

Set and distinced features: He has the orange default pelt (the one you get when going near the statue by the stream), default antlers with candles upon them and the skeleton mask. His fur is quite wirey and sticks out in places and his tail is very long and fluffy

Meaning of name: I am unsure of this, but it was from Harry Potter, his fathers nickname

Picto:x

Age: Unknown

Birthday: Unknown, but i found him on the 28th of september

LIBRA He is a peaceful and charming stag who is intelligent and always wants to join in.

Personality: I am not sure of his whole personality, he keeps himself to himself. I know him to be intelligent, as you may see in his thoughts of the day buit also dreamy and sometimes away with the clouds. He does like company but does just prefer to sit in the sun or under the dappled canopy to watch the nature around him. His thought of the day will be continued though!!!

Good and bad points:

• Calm
• Gentle
• Intelligent
• Sharing
• Dreamy
• Loyal
• Caring(close)
• Deep and confusing
  Favourite place to be: Well, he hasn't got one, anywhere really, but that is all i could get out of him!!!
  
  Family: Well, his sort of brother Yoko, but he is a bit weirded out by him, and his bestest friend in the whole wide forest, Teacup
  
  Favourite activities:
  
  • Thinking
  • Sitting
  • Sleeping
  • Making thoughts for the day
  • Dreaming
  • Doing anything
    -He is onlineeeee-
    His and my ::Updates::

Name: Lady Masquerade

Gender: Doe

her talking color is:this ^_^ = 00FFCC

Pictogram:


Info

Friends: Phee(dead), leeadora, leeon and Lady Adora (daughter)

Mate: Leeon

crush: Leeon

Children: Lady Adora (biological daughter)

Nicknames: Lady, Rade

Favourite place:
The Pond and the flower patches
Things to know about her:
+ she's very shy and timid
+ if she wont's to meet you she will fellow you at a distant
+ if you fast walk (trot) or run up to her she will run away
+ if your laying down and she wont's to meet you she will slowly walk to you

thing's she Like's to do:
wondering around the forest, showing affection towards the other deer, makeing new friend's, casting spell's on other's, hanging out at the pond and playing around the flower patches.

Actions and meanings:
Bowing=Hello/good bye.
confused=Who are you?/How are you?/What are you doing?
Hopping= very Happy.
Dancing=Also happy.
Rearing up=Unless she's doing it while dancing, this means she's scared of you.
Slow walking=Tired or nervous
Coughing/Sneezing off spells for no apparent reason=Sick.
Nuzzling=she likes you.
Yes= you can come nearer.
no= stay where you are or go away
laughing:Goofing off, finds something extremely funny,is happy to be with you.
confused+Nuzzle=Sort of flirting.
Sad+Bow=Has to log out.
Fear=Usually directed at deer's with the skull mask on, at fighting deer or at attacking deer.
Laying next to=Considers you a friend and a sign that she trust's you .
Rearing+Running= scared.
troting in circles: Showing off /happy
scratch ground:i wont to lay down
calling out 1 time: trying to get your atention
calling out 2 time's: lonely or scared
calling out 3 times: need's help with something like spell's and that

Thing's she dose when happy: dance's, trot's around you, sitting under a wi