[snowing]

username;; Snowing
name;; Little One
backstory;; Little loved deer's since she was just a tiny bean, she loved how they walked,talked,acted and fawn spots ( The white spots the baby fawns have when they're born ). And since she loved nature; it was like a win-win.
Since Little had never seen her reflection before she wondered how she looked, and when she had a chance to look into a small puddle while her mother and father where out, she noticed how she looked like a fawn. It excited her, made her happier than ever that she had looked just like a baby fawn.
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Little loved how small she was; she could easily play with the other fawns like they where her siblings, and the mothers never did mind when she came to play, but, sadly Little had no name; her parents couldn't figure out one until they had noticed she spent more time with the fawns and mother deer's. And with that they had named her "Little One"
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[L O K I]

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hi there, I'm L O K I, and I want to try out for this absoulutely gourgess little girl!
name
I am going to name this little girl Fay. There Is no main reason I chose this name, It just seems to fit her very well, as the name is very unique and gracefull
backstory
Fay dident like spending time with other beans her age, and would wonder off into the forest and explore the never ending wonders there. She would climb In the trees and watch the sun set, she would swim in the dam and most of all she would play with the creatures that lived there. Her best friends were the critters that lived in the forest and they would have so much fun together. Her favourite thing to do with her critter friends was sing to her hearts content. The bunnys would hop to the tune and the birds would sing along too.
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[Lickalicious]

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Lickalicious

name

Cerbiatto ~ Meaning Fawn in italian <3

backstory

Cerbiatto was a tiny little bean, running around in the woods. She had no parents.. no one to love her. She was lost, in this huge world. She was too tiny to care for herself, though, so she was dying by the hour. No food, no water, no shelter. The world was against her, the poor little baby. The reason she didn't have any parents was because they were taken away from her. She was abandoned, left to die in the woods. And now she finally felt her lungs collapsing. It was freezing, the time of winter, and her life was ending. But that stopped when a kind woman named Bella walked up to her. She adopted her, brought her back to life..
And now look at the baby. She is so fragile. After that, she didn't know if she could trust anyone.. but herself and Bella. And Bella.. is me. :)

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[val velocity]

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username • " call me cy , coyote , or you can call me brooke "

name • " my name is chye , pronounced shy . "

backstory • " though i am still somewhat young , my story is still interesting . i have always been interested in poetic stories myself , and i enjoyed to write quotes that i could think of down . but that isn't a history , is it ? so lets get down to the point , how this little fawn got her stripes . i grew lonely , my parents didn't abandon me , but i never met them . i myself am assuming that maybe something thought i was food , sadly . whenever i was born , i remember feeling a soft tongue lick away my fragile egg shell that was crumbling around my body off . this was going to be the one who raised me . a lone doe without a mate , who thought i myself was a fawn . which i can believe , since she had bad eyesight which nearly made her blind . this doe was called saw , but i called her mummy . mummy would read me stories , ones that she had made up herself , at any time i asked for one . for this , i wanted to be her . i thought her imagination was one to be adored . soon i discovered why she had no mate . mummy was old . mummy had a reason her eyesight was bad . then mummy died . ever since i have been interested in converting lines from her stories , which i can remember all so dearly , and converting them into quotes . also , the reason behind my name is one that she chose , her favorite character from a story her mother had told her .

artwork • this was ordered from ceryninhian .



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[Lickalicious]

I have the codes!

7D2414
B2531B
ECC1A1
FFEFE2 - FFEFE2

Now I'm off to get the eye codes!

[PrinceYui]

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Belldandy
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Chiyu [Healing in Korean. Excuse my terrible handwriting. /slap]
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[CLUMSY]

username>> My username is Paint, but I was formerly known as Painteh.


name>> After scouring Google Translate with dozens of combinations, I finally decided on the name Lane. Lane means "fawn" in Croation. The fawn part is obvious, but why I chose that language for fawn, is because "Lane" is the name a cute, shy little girl I know was named; so I think it fit's this bean's personality.


backstory>> 300/300 words
It was a bitterly cold day early March, and most animals that lived in the pastel-colored meadow were burrowed away, warm and secure. Yet one creature’s ginger paws crunched the crisp autumn leaves, the ice-like wind ruffling her fur. It was lonely, quiet, and serene. The bean liked the quiet, but… she longed for a friend. The quiet soon grew lonesome; for the rest of the time it lasted, at least. In a split second, what used to be tranquil erupted at the bang of a gun. The ginger creature, a young jellybean dragon, sprinted across the meadow, heart thumping. The triumphant holler of a man echoed into the forest where the shy little bean fled. She dared to look out into the meadow. A small, white dove lay injured in the grass, a foot or two away from her. It had been hit by the man’s gun, and was struggling frantically. Without thinking, the spotted bean snatched up the snow-white dove and dashed back into hiding. The poor creature was hurt internally, but it was still breathing. With the gentleness and kindness of a mother, the ginger bean rested the bird by the base of a tree stump, and snuggled next to it, cleaning its bloodstained feathers. Within moments the dove was calm, and pushed closer to its deliverer for warmth. That night, two creatures so different, a jellybean dragon and a white dove, slept peacefully, so innocent and hopeful.
The next morning, the young bean awoke to see the beautiful white dove, ice cold. She spent the sunrise mourning, and in the afternoon found two of the bird’s feathers, so pure and white, lying in the grass. She tied them and a string to her tail, in remembrance of her best, and newest little friend; the white dove.



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This drawing was hard; I had to use mouse. Q~Q

[Wlyrout]

username;; newsie
name;; Aprille

an alternate spelling of April; this little girl reminded me of Springtime <3

backstory;; wip
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[CookieMonster3000]

Disregard this.

[Jean.]

username;; Tori!(:
name;; Anurtia
backstory;; She was born to family that loved to be around her. She was a fun girl that everyone wanted to protect. She loved to play fight with her mother a lot of the time. She grew slowly, but as she got bigger, she traveled a little further from home. She never went to far because she didn't want to leave her mother alone. She loved to watch the other animals in the forest play. She'd sometimes join the nicer ones that were known not to eat other animals. Whenever the meat eating animals showed up, she would protect some of the other animals that were defenseless, while the ones that could run or fight, did so. As she got older, she realized that she didn't want to be around her family much anymore and knew she needed to go find her own home soon. She slowly got older and knew it was time for her to find her own family to have and be with. As she left home, she talked to her mother as much as possible before leaving. She's looking for a mate now that can take care of her for awhile. As she's looking for a strong male, she eats some berries and anything else that she can find that tastes good. She loves her mother and misses her deeply.
art;; I'll add later because it's 8:34 my time right now