Diary Entry

Toya woke to find a strikingly similar deer (doe?) resting under the willowy tree perch.

How fascinating!

Down the tree to play and rest in the sun. Rest our big beluga foreheads against eachother. Nose ears, groom and sleep.

Toya keeps watch. Curious and pleased to have found a new and beautiful friend.

Thank you for your company.

ooo and she can sit in trees too!

!! ;D ;D ;D

You don't even know how valuable your approach to Toya was today. The heart was heavy, but then found purpose.

It was nothing short of a great privilege to be blessed by your company, and to have the honour of ensuring your safety and comfort.

For it was you who brought comfort, and for that we are deeply grateful.

Be well. Sweet dreams.

-Toya (and me)

The first day I awoke in the forest was the best day that's ever happened to me. Fresh air filled my lungs and brought me to life as I wandered around investigating what my new home had to offer. It was fun to adventure around and find all the great sites. I visited the playground first and found myself another fawn to play with until it was time to go our seperate ways. Saying goodbye was difficult to me on that day because I knew that I'd have to be alone for another long while. What I didn't know is that I wasn't alone. I spotted some adult stags that hung around two beautiful idols that gave me a warm feeling when I stared at them. They seemed inviting and comfortable to be around so I decided to take a nap. I had a dream about the idols and found that they were the Gods of the forest. They'd created everything in my new home and because of that I had a wonderful time in the forest. To thank them I bowed while facing the idols and continued my journey to the other wonderful sites. There were so many sites I didn't get to see before it was time for me to rest for the night but I knew that I needed proper rest in order to investigate the remaining sites the following day. I never knew that it'd be so fun to be a fawn until that day was over.

One of my favorite forest activities is simply running across the forest floor with other deer. There's something so majestic about the unified movement as we all leap over obstacles together. Running alone is never as satisfying. Seeing things with no one to share them with is almost pointless. Symphony often runs alone. It's usually quiet when I'm awake. The other deer are all lying down or sleeping. Motionless. I pass by the occasional fellow insomniac and we might exchange greetings, but it's a strange feeling being one of the only ones awake. Or perhaps we're both too shy to play together, so instead we part ways and continue running alone in the quiet.

It can be lonely, but every now and then we do enjoy the silence. Being alone under the roof of trees as the light filters down, making the dust look like pixie dust in the sun rays. Although I usually don't stay still for long. I like to practice casting spells on unsuspecting sleepers and leaping from rock to rock at the playground. Sometimes Symphony practices sparring techniques whilst the others rest.

There's always something to do in the forest, quiet or lively. Although when the friendly and playful deer are all awake, even the shyest deer feel like they can be a part of things, meet new friends and remember their names to play in the future.

Something I've noticed is that I very rarely see deer sleeping alone. It's almost comforting in a way, although Symphony hardly ever lies down next to another deer, unless it's only for a moment to cast spells, being far too shy. When deer lie down to rest, they pair up, although the deer don't necessarily know one another. It makes sense; it's warmer, it feels safer, and of course, it's very nice to keep another deer company. It can certainly get lonely in the quiet. After learning a valuable lesson about forest cliques, Symphony is determined to be less of a loner, and to try and run with the herds more often.

I had my first negative forest experience today so it prompted me to write my first blog entry. I was genuinely excited to see the number of deer in the forest today. Perhaps I'm never awake during the times when most other deer are, but for me, it was the most other deer I'd ever had the opportunity to roam the forest with. Generally, it's quite easy to make friends; you walk up to one another, greet each other in some way, and then if there is mutual interest in casting spells or leaping over rocks and fallen logs together, then a new friendship is born.
I've noticed that some deer, older deer most likely, have formed their own little herds with whom they spend their time with. What I didn't get to experience until today was the exclusiveness of said herds. I happened across a large group of frolicking deer, who seemed to be doing nothing in particular, and I thought to join them. I bowed to the group and greeted each deer with an exchange of sniffing and perhaps playful rearing. However, one deer didn't return my greeting, but instead stood shaking its head repeatedly. Afraid I'd somehow offended it, I began a nearly 15 minute long ordeal of trying to express I was merely trying to make friends. Apparently, none of this made sense to the deer that had given itself brain damage by the repetitive shaking of its head.
Now, I know there's some deer that are just more likable than others, but instead of leaving me alone, the deer started to try to pick a fight with me. It followed me around and made aggressive motions toward me until several of the other deer caught on and did the same thing. So it was that simple. I was being shunned in the peaceful endless forest. It was a disturbing psychological experience, finding that even through simple gestures, and even through knowing absolutely nothing about another deer, there's already cliques and prejudices going on. Instead of feeling hurt, however, I was fascinated.

You know the drill. Some Feral Hearts shots at the bottom (that you can ignore if you want) too.

I have been spending my time as a crow these past days.

There is limited emotes and actions for all the smaller animals.

I have enjoyed myself nonetheless.

All you deer have been so wonderful to me, paying attention to what subtle movements I have at my disposal to communicate and play.

I apologize to those who run.

I wish there were more deer who would invite me to fly above their antlers so we could tear through the forest.

I love the deer who have danced with me, and those who have learned how to talk with me.

I like to circle all of your long long legs and rest my beak on your shoulder while you sleep.

If you feel like I am following you everywhere you go, its because you have a carrion pelt.

But those skull faced-carrion deer who I have followed have let me rest beside them. I promise, I only pick the bad flesh and maggots. I wont hurt you.

Also I love the other crows, maybe someday we can have a congress of crows.

But my most favorite thing is the fawns who stand beside me and yell at their parents, because they don't want to go, but want to stay and play with the big black bird.

Heres to open minds and creative games.

Thankyou forest.

I love to be part of you.

-Toya (crooked arrow) Crow

Our pictograph is the same!

How often does this happen?

Maybe we are just two parts of the same creature.

http://endlessforest.org/community/pictographtoya

I have been a crow the past few days.

I love you.

Thank you for laying with me in the sun.

You smell good.

-Toya

The Endless Forest

Dear Red deer sleeping under the willow tree...

Dear Little Red Deer...

To be a Fawn...

The Quiet

Endless Unrequited Love

Antics 3-4 to 14-11 [image heavy]

Subtle loverly creatura

Dear Grey deer in the graveyard...

Dear Carrion Deer...

Ishizu's Diary, page 8