Today was my first ever snow day, soft little flakes falling from the sky landing on my nose and making me sneeze. The snow is infinity pretty I do have to shake my head every so often to stop it collecting on my antlers, I've found they get rather heavy with a layer of snow, never the less I got up slowly from my warm patch of ground where I had been sleeping having a stretch and glancing at the frigid water forcing myself to approach the pond to take a drink and then wandered round the forest again leaping as I ran to try and warm up.

In the cold air as my breath came in bursts of steam making me look more like the dragons of lore. I find myself wondering if I should switch my pelt to the green scaled look some deer prefer but I do love the iridescence of my magpie one as the light catches it exposing the beautiful green and purple hues on the back of my neck and the blue on the rest of my pelt. Perhaps before this cold snap ends I will make a decision. But I digress, I found The Collector again once again playing his mask game and I followed him for a time as he and a white pelted deer seemed to spar with mask spells, perhaps stealing masks from sleeping deer is too easy...

I walked with a winter pelted Saosin for a while, without a doe to guard he is a much more amenable stag and did not drive me away as we walked together he ate at a mask tree and that is where I let him be, we are still acquaintances after all and I would not want to push him. So looking for someone to play with I stumbled once again upon the collector sitting down staring at one of his stolen masks, he seemed so engrossed he did not notice me at first and after watching him yesterday I tried to mirror his movements in stealing masks.

888| "I've been Wesker'd"





"We've named him... Loki."







Protective Darky is protective.

(I decided to put up my own diary, but I don't yet know if I am going to give Vena her own personality as a RP-character. For now, I am going to play her as myself only. Because of that, I'll tell you about the things that have happened to me in the forest in not-too-poetic way. But this diary will probably go through many changes in the future, as things clear up for me and I'll understand them better, and I know how I want to write. Please bear with me :3
Oh, and for some reason I can't take screenshots in the game o_o It should take them when I press the P key, right? This diary is going to have one screenshot, and that was taken by pressing the Print screen-key. But if anyone could tell me what I should do to in this situation, I would be grateful!
Okay, so on we go..)

[=#374965]When I woke up today I found myself all lost in this endless forest.
I noticed I had slept between two big trees who's green foliage had given me shelter for the night.
My wounds since yesterday still hurted and it took some time for me to even get up on my feets.
The stag had shown me no mercy and the marks after his sharp hooves was clearly visible.
As my mind started to clear I looked around, I couldn't hear the sound of the purling water as I was used to.
I knew that I was on the edge of the birch forest, everywhere I looked I could see small birch trees growing in the dense pine tree forest.

I turned around and started trott away from the birch forest I knew that the pond laid almost in the middle of the pine tree forest. As I finaly heard the familiar sound of purling water I trotted a bit faster. At the pond I was able to quench my thirst with the crystal clear water... It felt so smooth flowing down my throath.
When I was done drinking I walked towards my usual resting place, the crying idol.
On my way a stag showed up, his fur was white as snow and he wore the skull mask.
Because of my earlier meetings with stags didn't end that happily I was very careful and showed him that I absolutley not wanted to fight, but he looked at me as I was crazy and then greeted me friendly. I snuffled at him and then backed of a few steps in case he would try to hurt me. He looked at me again and laughed and then he wanted to play with me.
I looked quite confused on him and shaked my head, my muskles hurted and I didn't want to play at all. He seemed to understand me.

I followed him around for a bit, his friendly gestures had made me feel safe in his company and he didn't seem to mind me at all. It was acctually the opposit, he protected me against strangers I didn't feel safe around and this white stag seemed to gain my trust even more.