He wasn't a young deer no more. Time had molded his simple frame into that of a well worn traveler. He never settled, always moving, always trying to find his way back to the only place he knew as home.

The forest never beckoned to him. It left no markers of it's existence on the gray world he had stepped into. No secret doors, no hidden stairwells, no paths lined with golden flowers by the Gods.

And this was his task. Simple enough as it was. He alone would have to find the forest. If he could convince the magic that slept beyond the veils of reason then his hooves might once again grace the ageless grass he yearned for. He would never know what he did to please them. He would never understand why he left. He knew of home. He knew of signs and symbols. He knew of masked deer and frolicking fawns. Flower crowns and whispering reeds.

One day he found his long way home.

He found The Endless Forest.

Because, for some reason, commenting refuses to work for me, I'd like to thank Aquilo for the tips on how to run my game smoothly.

~See ya~

Since I'd like to get some interaction going for her before the summer's up at least. Her bio's in my signature and it should have at least some useful info for interactions.Bear in mind she's somewhat blind(kinda-sorta), so she's going to be a bit different in how she reacts to others, and she's also a bit shy. I'd really appreciate it if some people could interact with her so I can get her character a bit more fleshed out than it already is. As much as I'd like for her plot/story to start, i'd like her to at least have a decent amount of interaction under her metaphorical belt.

So if you want to RP with me and Brynja , this is a good spot to do it. I'll even put in a few starting paragraphs for her here to work off of(this is taking into perspective that she just appeared in the forest not to long ago).

The dark purple doe sat in the shade of the trees, deep in thought. She was curled up right next to a rather large tree in the shade, and it was close to the pond. The doe almost appeared to be sleeping, but one wouldn't know for sure with the hands on her face keeping her eyes almost completely covered and shut. She sat there pondering about how she had managed to make it to the forest, and to her it seemed like she had just literally ran into it. She didn't know for sure because she ran off in a random direction and then hoped it would have lost her pursuer. She had kept her eyes pinned shut after a few moments of running, causing more uncertainty to arise in her. Was she lost? Either way it didn't matter because she couldn't go home, not after that.

As she laid there she felt quite relaxed, listening to the chirping of birds and the croaking of frogs. Her long but slim tail wrapping around her body like a protective blanket of some sort gave her little comfort. She was nervous.