(Trade-ish thing for Trigger_Mortis. Info here)

The young stag couldn't sleep. He wandered around the Forest, looking for someone to talk to, someone who also shared the night. He listened for others, anyone awake...

Silence. The entire Forest was asleep tonight. He lowered his head, he was wide awake but his mind wandered. He could wake someone up, but he was too respectful for that.

"The Gods! The Twin Gods are always awake...", Tails said to himself, "...aren't they?"

He scurried to the hill, the two marble statues towered before him. Tails fell to his knees, praying to the gods. "Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't ask for such a selfish thing, but...", Tails began.

"My child, you have no need to explain. We know.", the gods spoke. Tails opened his eyes to see Michael and Auriea appear before him. Tails kept on his knees, bowing his head. Auriea smiled, "You've proven your devotion. Now have your friend of the night."

Tails rose to his hooves, and looking around, he tilted his head curiously, "I don't see anyone.", he admitted.

Michael and Auriea looked to the sky. "The night is clear, and your friend lives in the stars.", Micheal spoke to him. Tails looked up to the stars, tilting his head once again. What do they mean by that?, he questioned in his mind.

The stars were dimmer than normal, but among them were five stars that shimmered brighter than all the others. "Watch, your friend is coming.", Michael said. And as he spoke the words, a form appeared from the stars, running toward them and finally landing on the solid ground.

Tails could not believe his eyes. Before him was a ram, his shape defined by several glistening stars. The ram's eyes glowed a brilliant red, and his frame was more of a blue. The horns from his head were very similar to Tails' antlers.

How are you supposed to be able to edit your deer I have no idea what so ever!!! Also I was looking on the website the other day and how do you get to do all of those awsome things??!!! Someone help me!!!

Blarg this is gonna be lame ;-;

Legend tells of a pair of baoding balls, the only ones of their kind that were crafted both as a blessing and a curse. They were used to trap the spirit of a great and terrible creature known only as the Fire Deer. The balls captured the essence of the creature, as bits of his fur, bones, and antlers were placed within the iron spheres, and the outside of them were painted with his image - an angry stag with fire all around him. The image was a warning to never use the meditation balls, for chiming them just once would release the creature, and the world would suffer his fiery wrath.

The forest dwellers told their own tale - a noble guardian who could create or vanquish wildfires at will was there to keep their forest pure. With any sense of corruption, the Fire Deer would burn down the affected species, whether it was plant or animal life, but as they died, new life sprung forth from the ashes. The creatures believed that the Fire Deer made them immortal.

When the Fire Deer vanished from their forest, they became worried, not only for his safety but for their own. The trees began to change color, the leaves turning bright orange. The forest itself seemed to mourn the disappearance of the Fire Deer, as the plants all took a fiery hue. The deer saw this change, and knew that something had to be done. The Fire Deer must be found!

Two lives would soon intertwine as the legend of the Fire Deer would grow to fame.



"I'm heading to the Flea Market. Need anything while I'm out?", a young boy asked his mother. She reached into her purse and pulled out a few dollars, "Stop by the farmer's market on the way back and get three ears of corn.