Diary Entry

I have mini-entries for Seed, and decided that I should do so for Hyacinth, as well. She needs more spotlight, and I'm not good at screenie edits, which is the other way to capture her thought process. But, of course, she's very different from Seed and my other deer, in that she doesn't have an internal monologue so much as a string of images and feelings -- so, in third person, I'll be doing little stories like these to tell about her days. I'm still experimenting, so give me your honest opinions!

7-10-10
She tries on new antlers with help – one deer she has not met, one deer she has, Mister Virgil. The magpie feathers catch the light and glimmer like stormclouds, and they make her smile. She wears them, knowing that she can be recognized as a doe better now. Misako and Mister Virgil sat together very close, in a fuzzy pile. Hyacinth wanted to sit close like that, but didn’t know if it was OK. She eventually decided it was, and sat close to Mister Virgil. The rain was cold and she was warm inside. She slept once, and dreamed of a field of flowers. The flowered burned, the red heads of the blossoms turning into red heads of flame. The smoke smelled like his lab. She trembled with fear until after she woke up and realized where she was. They all ran around in the rain, and Hyacinth put her flowers back on, even as the rain pulled the color from them. When she decided it was time to go, she wasn’t sure if she should nuzzle Mister Virgil and Misako or if it would be rude. She decided she should. Misako, the deer she had not met before, nodded and nuzzled her back. Hyacinth dreamt of warmth as she went to sleep.

There probably will be more...

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I awoke, nude as the sky, in the pouring rain. The world was different: I felt it, the pure, raw, and absolute newness of it rubbing against face. It was like waking for the first time, and everything before it was just a strange dream -- like the world hadn't existed before then, and this was some new thing. I never knew it was possible, for something that has been there my whole life to suddenly not been there before; but I swear the forest is a little different now.

I had unusually good luck recovering my set this morning -- as if the universe were electing to help me along. Of course, as soon as I was done getting my set, I met a deer lacking her set. I aided her with the masks, which, unlike for me, was a painfully slow task. Mask after mask, she tried on in the rain. She eventually found the right one, and I admit, I considered leaving her to her buisness, right then and there. There was so much I wanted to do in the rain today... But then I thought about this stranger: If I left now, I would have helped a stranger, no more, no less. But if I followed, I could learn more about this person. I could maybe find the friend in this stranger, which would be find enough use of my time. I promised I would help until we were done. My nephew Aleit appeared the moment I made that promise, so I decided to make a detour to greet him. To my – not my surprise, exactly, but certainly to my pleasure – he elected to come with me and help. The work went much faster that way, but after we were done, she sort of…bounded off, and didn’t seem to care if we followed or not.

Aleit in tow, I decided to go celebrate the rain. And how to celebrate, but by finding the place where water strikes water, and the sound melts into itself. By which, I mean, we ran out onto the lake water, turning our hooves into raindrops that spread ripples across the surface, distorting the already distorted image of the stormy sky.

Sterre

She is:

Curious.
Happy.
Confused.

Ruscion had fun playing in the forest yesterday, and this time he got company by a lovely mini-doe, Night Shade. :3 And of course I had to take some screenshots n__n

Now, that's cute n__n Ruscion just loooove to nuzzle ^^

Then she had some fun casting pelt spell on little Ruscion, and laughed at him afterwards. Well, can't blame her, he got a really weird pelt Oo Though, Ruscion felt a little bit insulted..

Ruscion enjoyed sniffing Night Shade's hair x3

Ruscion would like to meet her again, she's a very funny, cute and lovely doe :3

Sometimes, I'll have a fragment of a diary for Seed, not long or involved enough to really qualify for their own blog, but still a good snapshot of Seed's mind. I used to always delete them, basically. So, rather than give each their own blogs, or delete them, I'm going to put them all in one place. Big entries will still be on their own, though. I'm not sure what makes one one or the other the other, but I'll do whatever amuses me. I may create versions of these for other deer of mine.

7-7-10
[=#006400] I practiced some ninjitsu with Kinsha today; I am not a good ninja, though -- my antlers are too big to hide efficiently. I suppose that's why he wears the sleeker butterfly set. Even though my antlers weren't prepared, birds kept swarming on the tops of my antlers, giving my location in the rocks away.
I had a better time when I came back and found Quad and Kinsha among the blueberries. We danced and chatted and sat a while -- I'm not really sure anymore what on earth we were talking about; I think the blueberries had something to do with how the conversation whirled and whizzed and banged, exploding like tiny fireworks above our heads. I was a much better ninja among the blueberries, the green of my pelt and the leaves sliding together, the texture of scales lost among the texture of glossy leaves, the purple flowers not alarming among the blue, bulbous clusters of berries. Saosin came and joined in, too, as we sat.
I may have gotten a little tipsy -- the fermented ones are mixed in with the sweet ones, so their flavors become indistingushable, bitter and sweet, like honey wine...Like the dreams we feed to gods, in their halls that exist in the aether, that thing that once filled the heavens and gave it full of space and breath... Heh. Yes, I'm most definately a little tipsy.

And he meet a lot of deers and fawns, and had a good time running like a maniac thorough the forest :'D
Here's some screenshots.

At first, Ruscion meet two fawns, and they ended up playing around n__n

Changing pelt was very exciting, and of course Ruscion had to show off himself :'D

And then it was time to pray n__n

And they got this reward; a white, beautiful pelt.

Dancing session :'D

Then Ruscion got some fancy antlers, and of course he had to show off himself.. again :'D

i decided on a name for my fawn. yay!
nantalin

a few years back i made a really interesting pen&paper character with that name but never actually got to play him because everyone in my rpg group started to study in different cities...
not that this little fawn has anything to do with a 13year old nivesen wolfchild who left his family to go in search for his father...

anyways.
curious if anybody actually reads new posts by users they don't know.
well, maybe one of my playmates comes to check me out now that the map is working again.