Well since TEFc has a blogging feature...why not say what went on today in my life ?

First of all, I'm new to TEFc. o/
Second, you may know me from other sites...usually named Nelly there.

Anyhoo...~

Not much especially with finals is going on, so no guarantees these entries will be any good. x) But hey, someone may like them.
Perhaps.

Anyway, day #1, joined TEFc, made a blog. Wonderful.
Most of these days will probably be filled with "played tef all day!!" since I like to no-life on the computer all day.

Someone may enjoy, who knows...

And this concludes this boring blog ~

TLDR Version: I ramble on about more than you'd probably care to know, but if you're a certified stalked then please go ahead because it was all I could do to not give my address and phone number.

Just compiling all his older entries here. I'll start adding them all month by month.
In order of most to least recent for the previous month.
I'll add coding and stuff later maybe if the fancy grabs me.
Look here for current entries and bio; Here.
I really don't recommend you track this, you don't need to when you can just track his bio ahaha <33

Entries

16/04/2013 - Assaulted a pestering grey fawn early on (nameless) since it would not leave him alone. Later in the afternoon came across Shye alone near the playground and stopped to stare out of interest. She noticed this however and knowing he'd been rumbled, tried to hide from her. Eventually just gave in and allowed her to sniff him, was surprised she seemed interested in following him around really.

10/04/2013 - Ran around with Daddy for a while, got extremely annoyed when the Fawns wouldn't leave them alone. Left the forest for a while to speak with Seymour, came back, found Caesar in the ruins. Caesar left while he was asleep, making him fairly angry. Found Dario sleeping near the pond and stared at him for a while (hormones.)

09/04/2013 - Had a small spat with the stag Casarr, heavily dislikes the male. Found the young fawn Antonio near the statues and humored him enough to let him sit with him. Still hormonal and antsy, though less aggressive. Shadowed the fawn around for a while.

03/04/2013 - Wandered around a lot today, found Alani and kept her company despite her being with other deer for most of it. Spend most of the afternoon after that rubbing on trees and shadowing Soloman for a while.

I am a fawn.... nobody accepts me. My mother has left and my father has unknown whereabouts. I try to make friendships but the parents drive me away. I just need a family. Is that too much to ask?
-Saturday May 25, 10:37 PM

I am on frequently and if you'd like to meet me my symbol is a c and then a upside down tear-drop shape with a Q/X kinda thing at the end. ;P

I smile up at the wise old oak through my soft green eyes. No one else is alone, I'm a fawn I should feel afraid but the sad thing is I don't. Abandoned an alone so long I feel indifferent to the solitude, called my life. I'm a light brown and everything about me suggests soft, light and easy but I'm not, my Mother disliked her mate, he forced her into all sorts of things I knew she must have despised and when she looked at me all she saw was him so I was left alone to live out the rest of my life, find my own way, create my own path and when one survives that they don't survive unscarred. By my ability, toughness and will to live I got through and each day I was surprised a little more to see. I have my doubts though whether the one I called Mom wanted me to live because no one could expect a 1 week old deer to live through the trauma I had survived and pull through the first month of their life or quite possibly she just didn't care. My best guess was the latter, what I assumed.

Padding through the woods while following a stream I watched my golden tanned pelt shimmer across the glassy surface. Casting about I dipped my head to meet the water hoping no one was about. I couldn't deal with strangers any more, or any point in my life for that matter.

A few days later I shivered in the rain and hid behind a tree, a young deer, just older then me choked and sputtered. He pawed at the ground and restlessly rolled on the ground, although he was big he had the same youngling look to him as I thought I did. He had some sort of virus, I could smell sickness in the air. I peeked my head about catching site of him again. He caught my glance in mid turn and what looked like using all his strength he got up, head lowered and paced towards me. Backing away slowly I shook my head, but insistent as he was sick he stuck his nose in my ear and I felt his shallow breaths as he smelt my petit being. Growing anxious and uncomfortable I froze, unsure what to do.

Yesterday 5-20-13 :

It was my first day to download and frolic through the wide beautiful pastures of TEF ; twas a wonderful time. I met quiet a few along my way but one had caught my eye he/she was gentle and understanding to a newb as myself and I hope to find her/him again!

Thank you my lovely dark blue "peacock"

With a gentle, quiet breath he scanned the area. Black eyes peer between tall grasses, amber at the edge of his vision. The bright sun obscured yet more of his eyesight, transforming everything to his left into silhouettes. The coronas those black shapes had were too much to look into, so he merely listened that way. Listening did not mean much in the Birch Wood, where even the grasses tried to talk over one another, but he tried anyway.

The black and white bulk of the stag lay low to the ground, soaking in the morning rays. He refused to move from where he had bedded down for the night until the sun was far enough overhead that he could see the new creatures that swarmed this place. The herbivores were confusing. It was as if a great amount of them had come all at once. Where would the deer find food with all of them here? What were they even? Moss did not know. They just made him nervous. Maybe, one day in the far future he would be comfortable around them. Moss grunted at the thought. He was unable to see that happening yet.

Moss rested his chin on the packed grasses, leaning a bit to one side so as to allow his neck a break from the velveted antlers that rose from his head. A sigh blew pollen from the plants. The golden specks dazzled his eyes briefly, reminding him what this place was truly about. It settled his soul. Just as long as some deer remained, there would still be peace here.

A time later Moss rose, his snowcapped shoulders the first of him to appear above the grasses. Quietly and effortlessly he moved off in search of some way to start the day.

Perhaps he might pray first.

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