02.20.2023
Inforest
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Thirteen years.
Oh to meet the woman I once was, and ask her questions.
Seems like a new wave of faces and names, and little left of the old days.
06.15.2019
Inforest
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Ten years and one week. Has it been that long already?
12.23.2018
Inforest
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Two Jettems for a time inforest. Swan pelts and black antlers.
Feel free to approach, and snuggle for a time.
12.18.2018
Inforest
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Sitting at Reed's Logs.
Accompanied by Snow/Illrose.
Thank you for the company and warmth, dear friend. I've always enjoyed your presence whenever you come around my Jettem. We should speak more often.
09.24.2018
Inforest
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Heard little, smelled more of the crisp fall air on her lips and nose. A rare call went out, curious of those awake and about. *One came running, with pelt of brass and gold. A dance and a jig, and the two were off. Bounding, bounding. Great leaps and much laughter, a reason to bring about a true smile even if the face was not a familiar one. An ending dance, sweet goodbyes exchange.
Another time then, golden toes?
Off again, to find paths once walked and see what faces she might recognize. A smell, a massive rack in the distance. A color that would make bleeding berries envious. A trot here, a stand behind a sapling. Another step closer, footsteps giving enough sound so as to avoid startling the mass heavily **Crowned. A passing sniff, a respectful bow given. Unknown and known of, so snuggles might be a bit much. Resting at a short distance she leaned against a tree, wondering how many were left from the days she remembered and cherished. Just a short visit to not overstay her welcome, just enough to offer silent company to the pale bodied stag before venturing off once more.
Red Hill offers a view, eyes staring outward over the vacant scene. The mind echos of memories, ghosts dance in the place where friends and family once did.
Where have you gone?
*No character assigned to account, but the name was
JodiePetal123.
Thank you for the dance.
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Romulus
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Sitting atop the Red Hill, company welcomed.
AFK but enjoy a red pillow to rest your head if needed.
06.13.2018
Inforest
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Sitting, snuggles enjoyed.
Feel free to join if you happen to wander inforest.
Likely OOC behavior, nudge in a comment if you wish for IC.
06.11.2018
Inforest
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Running through the hills, resting between the tree pillars.
Nomming on Lem's zombie brains.
Delicious.
05.30.2018
Inforest
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03.18.2018
Inforest
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12.17.15
Rushing water roused the sleepless mind, droplets tickling at the velvet inside of a nearby ear tip. Within moments legs took to standing to send the doe into the Idol for a quick rinse, waken the body as the mind was already turning like dusty clockwork. Still figure was nearby, not a stone's throw, motionless and dragging being his own little stream of crimson. Lack of fur or hair brings a moment of curiosity before bounding feet of oncoming
Skulled figure sends the doe to hide within the belly of the Idol. Attempts of spying on the bounding figure and crimson tailed one are unsuccessful, as head is visible at the lower gut of the Idol. Future attempts to remain fully hidden taken to note.
Crimson Tail was not amused, wandered off after an episode of awkward staring from the doe who took to sniffing the vacant area of the male once he left. Skinned creatures, peltless, leave behind unique scents and so she investigates before venturing to a nearby patch of blueberries to ease the growling beast within her barrel. Lips are stained beneath the deadly bend and point of her mask.
Fear the Blue Lipped Doe, Destroyer of Berries, Queen of Purple Tongues.
WIP
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10.11.14
(Wow, nearly a year later with a tiny update)
Drinking water excessively. Finding herself feeling like a fish out of water and taking long drinks at the pond. Apparently thirst has hit an all time high.
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10.16.13
Numb.
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08.13.13
"Peacock!"
Spent some time at her spot between Two Trees to collect her thoughts till she went for a drink at the Crying Idol. Noticed a group of deer sitting around a tree nearby but did not stop to bother them. Glanced in their direction on the way back to the spot before to rest a bit only to have her legs itch for a bit more walking. Stayed within the Hills near the Birch Tree Forest when she saw Reed, joined him swiftly and wandered around back to the Idol with him to find a Talla there to greet them. Her Heart began to strut in front of the two does, earning a smile and laugh from Jettem as the bull pranced about like a peacock.
Played around for a bit and did some dancing, chased after Reed and Talla toward Reed's Logs however she was still unsure to approach them. Instead approached Reed to stand beside him, leaning against his large frame for a time then dashing off again in chasing games.
(Sadly disconnected at this point)
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07.21.13
Missed you...
Woke between her Two Trees and wandered briefly, seeing her Heart near his Logs with a few she didn't know very well. Took a seat nearby to give them some space. Watch after a few moments to see him and another move off.
Retreated back to her Towers to give her Heart some time with others and to lay down, pondering to herself silently. Fell asleep briefly before the need to drink rose sharply, heading to the Crying Idol once more and drinking before seeing an odd sight. Investigated the somewhat scuffled figure, a pig or boar of some kind wearing a skull mask. Sniffed it, finding Reed's scent on it, curious as to why before her Heart showed up and stood between herself and the boar creature. Realized the scuffle had not been friendly and backed off, seeing others nearby that made her wonder what had happened. Followed Him to greet the mystery deer from before he had been sitting with, giving a gentle greeting and bowing to the smaller figure to ease any tension, hopefully.
Was herded back to His logs where she stood for a time, seeing others had followed them and feeling watched for some reason. Sniffed the smaller deer a bit and stood by during the awkward moment before moving back to her Heart after having been apart from him for some time.
The ache in her chest has diminished significantly.
Relaxed for a good while with her Heart, resting off and on near him and using him as her pillow at time before waking up a bit more and whispering soft words to him as he rested/slept next to her. Eventually felt the need to sleep again, nuzzling him goodnight and curling up for the night against him.
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07.20.13
...
Woke in the middle of her trees and was promptly visited by a deer wearing the magpie pelt and no mask that she had seen before, cautious till it began rearing and pawing at the ground around and behind her. Moved off to watch, curious of the deer's actions before heading off to the Crying Idol for a drink, very parched for some reason and feeling a dip would be refreshing in the summer heat. Saw a familiar sight and exchanged nuzzles with the smaller doe.
(disconnected at this point, trying to get back in)
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12.08.12
What ever happened to just asking instead of assuming the worst?
Watched the Demon Killer near the Idol, careful as she took her time in getting closer as he slept near his companion. Ran off when he woke, still fearful of tines being lowered to her as previous events had ended in despite her constant wish to try and mend what had somehow been broken. Retreated towards the God's Hill near the Pond, took refuge in the outskirts of the Birch Tree Forest for a time. Still the feeling nagged, returning eventually at a later time to still watch and hope someday she'd find the answer on if it even was mend-able. Ran off again when he not only stood but ran towards her, long legs taking flight instead of standing her ground. The fear is still too strong, knowing one day the crown of unforgiving tines might be the end of her. Best to keep a safe distance even when he was asleep.
Retreated once more to the Birch, rested shaking legs and saw the scared grey stag she once was the eyes for in the distance. Made no movement to visit him, weary still of his words from before and wondering if they would ever cease to echo in her mind. Resting for a bit she wandered later, seemingly lost yet not, eyes searching and feeling her chest ache for what was missing. Wandered for some time before resting again.
The familiar scent came near again, the scarlet ibis following after it to settle near the older stag, looking over the scarring on the side and empty socket. Stayed there for a while, watching and guarding from a distance till Reez appeared. Greeted the little doe and danced a bit with her, feeling worries slip away to be replaced with more happy thoughts, indulging herself in a bit of fun. A comforting weight returned to her, chest no longer aching. Instantly searched for her Heart, leading Reez along till they came to his Logs. Both does crowded Reed and sandwiched him multiple times. Eventually jumped and danced about, each chasing after the other and bringing a smile to her face.
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10.28.12
"....?"
Walked aimlessly and with no destination, finding a little Riptail nearby alone. Took quiet caution in approaching, sniffed before standing over as the little stag slept. Ran immediately once Cutlass appeared, giving much distance, knowing how protective the larger stag was of his frail Riptail. Wandered for a long while, feeling lost and out of place with the many unknown faces and unfamiliar scents all over the place. Became afraid for a time, hiding inside the Oak for a time. Was not able to rest due to growing worry, leaving the singing oak and turning towards the pond where she saw a familiar sight.
Took her time going around, approaching Bright Eyes wearily, wondering why such a large creature would be so low in the pond. Thought him to be sick, stood nearby simply watching. Followed the large bird stag to the Crying Idol and attempted to close the distance slowly, finally getting a few sniffs in and wondering what ailed him. Didn't have time to hear the answer, hearing Jack approach from behind and running away to the Red Hill, saw a sleeping Isiel but did not approach.
Illrose came up soon after, Jettem grateful and instantly curling up against the dragon doe with a heavy sigh. Trying to disappear inside the other, not sure why she feels lost recently and worried something is wrong.
Missing her Heart.
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09.17.12
"Hmm, must do something about this pelt of yours. I can see bones Illrose... I don't ever want to see bones showing through on such a beautiful doe."
Woke from her rest, wandered till she found herself in the Birch and smelled Ephire nearby. Approached at a distance when she saw others near him she did not recognize. Thought better to let the Raven Stag have his time for others who had missed him while away. Wandered to the Playground where the cardinal doe spotted the silver blue doe Isiel and the rather scary looking stag creature, Ramsus she believed if she remembered correctly. Apparently was much softer in personality than his looks portrayed. Wary though of the two despite the growing urge to associate herself to the doe, knows Ramsus is very protective of Isiel. Walked towards the Idol for a drink till she saw an odd sight, Illrose huddled close to a tree and looking very poor. Underweight, pelt losing its shine and the light in her eyes was diminishing.
Immediately went to Illrose, greeting her warmly and insisting she follow her. Took the silver doe to the blueberries past the Idol, made sure she actually ate and enjoyed a small snack herself. Washed down the sweetness and stained lips with some water and a good body rinse from the Idol's tears, leading Illrose off again to a sunny patch to begin the grooming process and tend to her dear friend as best she could, letting the starved and worry worn doe rest a bit.
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09.11.12
"Mmm, good to see your face again Ephire. I have missed you. I trust your journey went well?"
Heard news of the Raven Stag's return, sought him out near the Birch Tree Forest and sat with him a while. Enjoyed having the bull in the Forest again, questions forming though keeping her peace and letting him enjoy being home once more in silence. Later followed him to where Herla and Gehirn sat. Gave bows and hellos to both, snuffing lightly in the royal crown of the smaller doe before giving Herla's forehead a small kiss. Sat at a distance with Ephire, intending to at least sit with him as long as she could. Later moved with the little well known band to sit together for a while, happy to be in their company and rest among friends. Had a treat when Lem stopped by with lit antlers and gave a few nuzzles at how spectacular he looked. Intended to follow after him when he left after a short greeting but found he didn't wait so she returned to the trio for more afternoon snoozings.
Woke to hear Ephire was leaving, said her goodbye and thanked him for sharing some time with her. Grateful to have him back among those who love him. Sat with the couple for a bit longer before catching a familiar scent, saying her goodbyes and following her nose to the beautiful Illrose. Seeing the doe had her smiling, joining her and her companion for some more sitting.
Currently lounging over the large doe, intending to snuggle fully with her and disappear within her brilliant silver white coat.
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09.08.12
"When I'm with you.."
Wandered for a bit, ran into a few new deer she did not recognize and paused to see a white stag with large red antlers and red hair, human faced and resting across the river near the Crying Idol. Wandered into the Birch Forest between the rock piles and blueberry bushes before sitting near a tree and resting, smelling Lem nearby. Approached at the side till the stag moved off a way, went back to her tree to rest before waking up again and feeling the need to return to Reed's Logs for some time. Rubbed herself against the logs, trying to get rid of the scents of other deer that had come by. Reminded herself that the stag was back, that she didn't need to defend the spot anymore.
Heard Reed come by moments later after sitting down, getting up and surprised to see him looking a little different than usual though it hardly kept her from going to him and following him around as they moved from place to place in the Forest to rest. Happy to have her Heart back.
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08.19.2012
Mentally and emotionally numb. Slow to respond or connect with even those that are close to her. Wanders aimlessly.
Unresponsive.
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07.10.12
Johan! So big now! What has Herla been feeding you?
Came to visit Herla and Johan for a bit, watched over the two for a while before tending to the healer's feathered crown and grooming her lightly. Found Johan to be a bit of a surprise when he stood up, such long legs! He was only just a wobbly fawn the other day, hiding between her legs. Now he was hardly worth standing over as he stood by her, though the red doe didn't mind doing it still. Played around a bit, tried to play a game of hide and seek with him but didn't think he understood her actions exactly. Saw a boldly colored black and white doe with bright feathers (Aurora) approach, handed off babysitting to the doe since Johan reacted with a positive note to her presence. Said her goodbyes at the familiar scent of a dear friend, turning quickly into the Birch to find Lem. Sat with for some time, feeling the day was starting off nicely.
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Illrose.
She's so beautiful. For such a large creature she manages grace as if they two were sisters held close together in the womb. I admit, I fear her. Not because of terror, but of the amount of need I would begin to feel for her, to be close to her, to hear her stories and listen to her experiences in life. In the life before I've heard about her form others. Whispers of how she once had wings, such great wings that made the clouds look like dandelion flowers beneath the shadow of a fawn.
It was good to see her again, as hesitant as I was in the beginning. But then seeing others I did not know I took to resting against her. She is so warm, I wonder if the fawns come to lay by her during the cold winter nights. I took to resting my head against her side. Her heartbeat is strong, it reminds me of what the Great Oak would sound like if it had a heart. It was brief but very much needed, the chance meeting tonight when I saw her. I look forward to laying near her one night to feel the warmth of her heart.
Between chasing Reed and being chased through the forest I found a fallen log to be my sudden grandest discovery. In show I reared, I ran and jumped. Such a small log for such a high show of performance, after a few times of doing so and possibly confusing Reed I had to laugh before standing near him.
A flash of purest blue caught my eye. Not any blue, not the sky blue or the jay bird blue. Not even the midnight sky blue with all it's stars. It was a deep blue like water. Water I've never seen before. So startling and bright, I couldn't help but stare at the Blue Stag in the nearby distance. Such a coat, and feathers at the ends of each hoof. Feathers on legs amuse me, I wonder if it were possible to find a way to get some of my own. But he was such a lovely color, and I was so blunt in my staring I must have took offense in my admiration of such a sought after pelt. I adore the color so opposite to my own. Blues of every shade catch my attention, I felt horrible when both the stag and Reed taunted to one another at something that was my doing. It seems not all admiration is wanted, and not all enjoy having such attention. I hope things get better, but for now, sleep calls. And having such a vibrant red stag to lay against sounds too good to pass up.
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Please listen as you read
I never felt so still before. Have you ever sat there, by yourself or with another and felt it? The quiet peace? The sound of snow falling past your ears? The rain that falls down the blades of grass? The dreams of a fawn tucked against the warm belly of its mother? How do you capture that noise, that sound, the feeling. Is there a safe place to keep it till it is needed?
I've found it. I've found it in many hearts of those I love. I've seen it dance in their eyes, in the notes as they've laughed and cried. To where I don't need to search far to find that feeling. I desire it, need it. Can you become addicted to silence and stillness? Can one's fur be soft enough to hold it there and cradle it while I sleep, or will it slip by to another in need of the calm stillness.
I want to create it. That magical moment when hearts beat as one. When a fawn takes its first breath. The feeling of water running over stones. The music of the wind that makes the bluebells dance and the poppies jingle beneath the fireflies. There is nothing quite like it.
Yet when I see you sitting or standing there...when the world falls away and I can't help but feel like a rabbit in the jaws of a wolf with you. You are all that's left in the end. You are the stillness. That ever so soundless and perfect creation. And all I can do is year to become like you. To be known like you. To be craved like you. Adored. Hated. Coveted. Needed. To be loved...
You don't realize yet do you..
The Demon of the Desert
"The doe I once knew must not remember me, for she has found another to play and preen." His words uttered under his breath as he watched from afar, unsure if he would ever cross paths with the doe again since the other seemed to be her main focus. Reed might be her best friend, or perhaps, her love. But that didn't stop Me-Yuki from feeling isolated once again and sent to drown in the darkness of the Birch.
Watching steady hooves leave the waters to the hills, he moved away, unable to bear the thought of meeting her again after such a long time. Reed was there, and he felt that the other meant more to her then he did. He was just one of those... 'others' that they would say. They met once, and never again. That's how he saw this.
A blue gaze looked on, unsure
A blue gaze looked on, unsure of herself to continue or not closer to the demon stag. A front hoof dragged across the dirt slowly, digging into the topsoil of rich life. Perhaps he wished to be alone tonight...
Her gut told her otherwise, limbs suddenly carrying her forward a few steps further.
She spoke carefully, clearly as she neared closer, not wanting to startle him from his still pose on the ground, his gaze ahead and fixed. She could almost nuzzle him now in a few more steps, his scent of spice and fine sand clear in her mind...
An ear twitched only to be
It seemed like a dream.
"Dearest Flower. Where have you gone? Have you withered and regrown? I wonder... How are you?" He questioned as his eyes gazed to where she once stood, tearing his eyes away from the spot, he rested his head on his crossed forelegs. He felt out of place again. Like he didn't belong.
What is going on, I wonder? Why is the taste of death so thick in the air these days? He wonders to himself as he watches the reeds wave back and forth in his line of sight.
A black ear begs to be
A black ear begs to be kissed, the doe allowing herself a brief touch upon the demon's ear with her lips. Red mixed with black fur, legs tucked under as she sat still near him, murmuring into his ears soft words of welcome home.
Mask in place, Jettem looked with a sincere gaze, lips turned upwards at seeing her close friend again. It had been too long to not see his face or hear his voice...she had missed him greatly...
The voice alone was the only
"Jettem... It's been far too long. How I've missed you so during my time away. Forgive me for my absence." He softly whispered, his eyes half lidded for he wasn't completely out of the spell of the slumbering fairies that danced around and tapped an invisible spell upon the awake to cause them to slip into dream.
" Forgiven, and forgotten..."
She said just as quietly as he, whispers keeping the Forest barely awake at hearing their conversation. Front legs struck out carefully, red line crossing over the other and settling more comfortably against the sleepy figure on her right.
Indeed, the demon had missed some things in the Forest. Just as she had...
The doe tilted her head and looked downward to the heavy lidded stag, her own lids starting to sag a little as the night began to ware on.
A smile drew itself upon his
"The little village of Vale where I lived was home to many an outcast, myself being one. Of course, I wasn't in any way more odd then they, but they were family, beautiful as they were. They were people with deformities. Scarred faces, extra limbs, missing limbs, but all with the same heart and lungs. These where my people, and I was proud to be a part of their lives. Although they were horridly disfigured beyond reality, I found them normal. Beauty is what lies under, not above. These people welcomed anyone with open arms, their kindness showed what they truly were, beings with feelings. I have learned in the past they were titled 'abominations' and the results of 'witchcraft' and killed without knowing how they had gotten this way." He uttered, his memories dancing on his eyelids as he continued to tell the stories of his village that once was.
"It's so good to see you
I'm guessing you knew that he
So cuttttte, sorry for Me-Yuki's late reply when she came over.
I'm glad I got to see you
This bio is looking great!
"H e l l o . . . Desert
/waves from the background
♥!!
Btw Reed bothers me. Whenever he's by his tree, he's standing atop of a hill and staring down at him. It's weird. It's like he's observing him. Me-Yuki would tell him off but he's not feeling like it. |D
Ears flickered, lids opening
" Me-Yuki...? "
How long had it been since she last said his name out loud, seen him with her own eyes and not just her mind? She smiled at him, gesturing with a front hoof for him to come closer, to be near her that night. He almost blended in with the darker atmosphere, his own long fur rivaling the Forest's darkness. Untucking her legs she leaned to one side on the ground, leaning a little.
" It's been too long again that I haven't seen your face or heard your voice. "
She spoke softly to the shadowed figure, lips curling into a smile.
Hahaa, yes, Reed does observe quite a lot in the Forest! I think it stops at that though, so long as Me-Yuki doesn't provoke him. I'm not sure though, I still am learning about Reed as well. It was nice to see him tonight, Jettem just needed to be with Ama for the night due to recent events in Ama's life. But she did want to see him...
The other's lips curled in a
(Ah yes, that's what I thought that was about. ^^
That's why I didn't have him over. |D)
You recognize me though,
A small giggle escapes the doe's mouth as she speaks, nestling herself close to the red doe beside her.
Nnn...it's been a while. Missed you lots...&hearts
Yessums, we should rp
This time maybe humanoid~?
Heehee... Me-Yuki's wanted in the other cities that surround the desert of Knom. |D
I saw that you stayed with
(sorry for my inactivity)
So apologies needed, Jettem
I have not seen you in some
Dearest Sister...it has been
Dearest Sister...it has been too long since I have your voice. I wish to hear more of it, I want to tarry a little longer here with you...
We are way overdue in a rp with these two, I hope to have one soon during these colder months. I've missed you love..
we can always rp here.
I miss you. &hearts ;;
&hearts ;;
And we miss you. &hearts
&hearts ;;
EDIT - Wow, those messages are almost exactly the same.
ROFL ;;
"Come home soon, my desert
I miss you.
(No subject)
^woah. Also: It had seemed
Also:
It had seemed like forever since she had sat at her sister's side. Time had kept both apart from each other for a time, but things had been changing and they had been able to see each other again. Kaoori rested her head against her sister's neck, closing her eyes. She was comforted, glad to be at Jettem's side again, in the warm sun.
Clambering up a stalk of wild
Clambering up a stalk of wild grass, a little red lady beetle stilled as if listening to the gentle soft wind. Wings sprung and she was gone, blue eyes rising after her to gaze as the little bug flew away. A slight weight at her neck caught her attention, tilting her head to look at the smaller but very loved sister. So opposite compared to the other, and somehow just the same in the end.
Sisters.
Somehow she was the one being snuggled up to, quiet eyes looking over the bright pattern of her sister's coat. It had never changed, yet each time she looked at it, something had changed. Once it had stretched, the unborn life inside still tucked away. Then it showed her the ribs, such a sad time..and now the gloss was back, richer, deeper. Unlike any blue she had ever seen, even the night sky was jealous of such a beautiful coat. It seemed to tell a story whenever she looked at it.
"Spring is here.."
She said quietly, giving a small lick from her new deer face, a pink tongue stroking across the smaller muzzle of Kaoori.
I love the sound of
I think I'm done with her
I think I'm done with her page..aside from adding more names to Relations. Still working on Art and Fanart. Thank you for all being patient and dealing with an empty page for so long.
(:
&hearts !
Got inspired last
Hope you like this.....
a gift
tracking :3
Tracking
Miss you...
Hi ;-] It was my fawn Corell
Hi ;-]
It was my fawn Corell that was around you and Reed for a little while ago.
She is gorgeous ♥ *track*
Yes! Jettem-thoughts!
Eeeeeee / gushes
He stopped approximately ten
The cross-hatch shaded area gave a camouflage, though he was sure to leave before he was noticed, anyway.
He took three steps slow, moving backwards, gaze lingering on the frame, then turned around and, after walk-covering twice the distance that was between him and Jettem, set into a gallop.
In a while, Lem approached her again: usual direct gaze, springy walk.
The ruffled coat of his flanks betrayed the last-minute tree-rubbing in an attempt to make himself look presentable.
He carried a leaf, makeshift small, parcelled by his teeth. After a deep bow, his facial expression elongated and the muscles in the front feet grew tense as the stag looked round. Figuring how to present the gift he had brought.
It was placed onto the base of the lowest tree branch, nearby.
'They were around for only a short time,' he articulated, soundlessly, coming up to her. Lem laughed at himself, in his mind, but no hint of self-mockery would slip into the body language.
His smile and gaze were genuine: a joy unsuppressed.
Uitleger They came and
Uitleger
They came and went, stayed then retreated. But moments later she heard the sound of hooves, gentle steps. Careful. Cautious, not wishing to disturb. Her breathing stayed even, giving away no signs as she slipped in between the night dreams and the evening hours of reality.
So long, the dance of legs neared even closer this time, the closest so far. Gentle breaths brought the new scent of serenity, closed lids fluttering in recognition. Simple inhales enriched the mind, heightened senses once the source had been figured out.
A red throat vibrated, a low chirr starting once the scent was at its strongest.
The first visible movement of awareness, muscle spasm pulled a hind leg.
A face one could not forget but seemed so invisible in a crowd. Bright eyes stared upwards, neck craning to press the tip of her sunset stained muzzle to the nearest part of him. Contact. The need was high, a rush to satisfy the void that had grown over the nights. To feel the brush of his fur, the spider silk colored scars hidden beneath revealed at a breath.
One forelimb edged itself out from under the security of her belly, nearly ready to make a stand if needed, eyes watching intently, searching for the signal to rise to be allowed to touch. Shall she stand or will he sit?
When addressed by the sky
When addressed by the sky blues, he bowed to answer with a tune of his own.
He looked thoughtful; the blood was still rushing the vessels from the run.
Lem interpreted the touch as an invitation and, though there was a moment of delay in his steps, took his place parallel by her side, somewhat behind, to allow his neck more space for maneuver.
So it did, a part of it came in contact with the patch between her shoulders and rested there, applying but a small amount of pressure.
His attention was all on the cardinal figure, the stag just pretended he was observing their surroundings while catching his breath.
I don't like interrupting
I had fun this evening.
Uitleger - Taking her place
Uitleger -
Taking her place again and keeping her silence the doe stared ahead into the open fields and mixed trees, fully relaxing as the heat began to bloom and grow from shared contact. Tilting a head downward a look was thrown behind her, body seemingly stone as it rested quietly under his head and crown of tines. Fur bristled, rising up to touch his face in little soft red whispers, telling stories of what they had seen.
Turning her head further in she blew gently, warm air across the delicate features of his face before pressing heads against one another lightly and gently. So many stories and tales, yet it seemed that silence would be the best play for the evening.
Iaurdagnire -
You were part of the nice things that happened this evening. Thank you for coming over and having a nuzzle war! It has made my day all the more better. I am happy for whatever chance she can have with him, be it in a pile of hugging deer or a little separate time for her to roll all over him in adoration. <3
As curious as he was about
Touch to a chord, to a fault, to a heartbeat, to a frazzle? To grow..?
Lem's reflection had barely come to furrow this subject, when he became wryly amused at his tendency to become inert. That was the more probable reason for his silence, to his mind at that moment: stagnation.
The heat grew. He caught Jettem's gaze in time to prevent himself from leaning closer, but then he was trying not to lose it. There was a condensed look in his own, as if he was hoping to see the answer in the pits edged with the vivid blue. What answer, though, why? He didn't have anything in particular on his mind.
His skin was thick, made rough by the conditions of the feral living, yet it did feel the slight touch of air, and it helped, he would be more sober during the head contact.
Upon drawing back, he asked, thoroughly articulating every word, 'What is your name?'
He would follow her expression as if he was not only mute, but deaf, as well.
The stag's look was calm and light-hearted yet again, not nearly as inquisitive as it had seemed a few moments before.
The slight pressure between
The slight pressure between the contact of foreheads reassured further for her, that it was not a dream anymore. Essential to her brief flutters of life and burst of activity. Thoughts ticked away with time, seconds passing by and weaving topics through her mind in silence till the air became clearer.
Eyes darted, dancing between the slightly worn look in the calming pools of his own.
She refused to hide her surprise and shock once verbal contact became established for the first time between the two identities. Long ears twitched and trembled, hackles rising as well as the black mane along her neck. Ridiculously fluffed and in a state of delight she nearly forgot that it had been a question, not a statement.
Giving a smile she pulled her head away just for a moment, rubbing at a bent leg and dislodging her mask to better show herself without seeming to hide behind the gift she had been given from someone very close to her...
"Jettem."
It was said quietly, hushed nearly but clear and meant just for his ears as she looked back to him, uncovered and free of any hidden mischief. It couldn't be helped though, the sensation rising and bubbling upwards from her chest and through the slender throat. The growing urge to mirror the question and direct it towards the other, her resting companion.
"What is your name?"
His posture grew more erect,
The distance from the question to its rebound didn't get any marked movements from the stag, except for that drawn inhale as an uncontrolled reaction for when the doe revealed her face.
The look lingered on the forehead, the ruffled fur; grazed over her features. It broke the eye contact after the answer was heard, shifting as a thing or two crossed Lem's mind for a second, and came back just as soon.
He was fast to pick up on Jettem's mood, the stag's own spirits raised, no longer humbled by his former storming into an exposed, waking moment.
With no hesitation:
'I go by "Lem"', plus a grin.
He held other questions back for the time being, most interested in following the doe's thread of conversation.
[I'm sorry for the delay]
[I wonder what her voice is like]
It was nice to catch up with
She's ever so sweet~
I love reading her little diaries. Something about the way she speaks in them is... nearly comforting.
c:
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<3 + a million = My Love for youuuuu!
^^