the woodlands ;; fawntalia rp

[lukas_stop]

(( I think it's a matter of how you wish to role play the characters. Personally, I think they would be the same person, just with a human name instead of a country name. ))

[zombles]

[ oh, and if anyone's open, or wants to rp, i have Ivan open! his form is still under construction, though. ]

[vacant.]

Alfred F. Jones||Hunter||In the forest||Form||Tags; Matthew

Alfred just stared at the fawn dumbfounded. He had no clue how to reply to that. In all honesty he was right about why they killed the fawns. He didn't know exactly why he didn't try and find something else to get income. Honestly, he only hunts because his whole family hunted, so he continued to do what his father did. He raised an eyebrow slightly at the word 'friend'. The only friend he ever had was Ludwig, and he hardly ever runs into him. At the mention of the blond, he wondered where he might be at this moment. He got shaken from his thoughts as the fawn once again asked him another question. " I'm Alfred. " he muttered, still finding it really confusing that he was talking to someone he was just hunting a few minutes ago. " Y-you are? "

Antonio Fernández Carriedo||Fawn||In the forest||Form||Tags; Maria

Antonio saw nothing around him that he could use. If he didn't get something fast, he would end up with an infection or worse. He glanced up when he heard his name being called. His mind was in a slight haze so couldn't exactly muster the energy to say something. He let out a grunt and shuffled some leaves around in hope that whoever called him would hear him.

[canadianhowl]

Matthew Williams | Mood; calm | Location; Forest | Hunger; 90/100 | Health; 97/100 | Tags; Alfred

"Im Matthew. It's uh, nice to meet you Alfred." He responded with a smile. "Why are you so scared or at least it's what it sounds like to me." He asked again. Matthew saw the rifle and kicked it away with one of his hooves. "You probably won't need that if you are going to hang out with me that is, if.... if you want to hang out with me." He said as he stared at Alfred's rifle now a bit away from the two.He blinked then faced Alfred with his purple eyes sparking a bit.

OCC; I have Arthur open

[Paul Stamets]

Lovino glanced up at the Fawn's words. "You." He said to the question before looking back at the paper to resume his light stetch of the bottom half of the other. "These are your legs, down here." The Italian said, pointing at the section. "Do you have a name?"

Gilbert watched as Ludwig emptied his chamber, seeming confused about it. Maybe he still had something inside, and he was using that as a trick? He couldn't let himself get caught off guard. Once Ludwig started moving, Gilbert followed after him, having to move faster to keep up with the other. He was going well until an antler got caught on a small branch. He pulled it free, breaking off the branch in the process with a loud snap.

[lukas_stop]

o| Feliciano | Male | Fawn | Form | Tags: Lovino |o

Feliciano looked in amazement of the detail on the paper. His ears pricked up at the question. "I'm Feliciano." With a friendly head tilt, he added "And you?"

[RexAraneo]

MARIA~FOREST~TAGGED;;ANTONIO

Maria followed the noise that lead her to him. Once she laid her red eyes on him she rushed foreword. Seeing he had no bandages or the like, she began to unbraid the ribbon from her long white hair. It would work, for now.

[zombles]

[ if you're okay with doing two characters at once, sure! ]

Ludwig / location: forest / tagged: Gilbert

Trekking deeper into the caliginous woodlands, Ludwig heard a soft snap of a twig. Focusing his rifle at the source, he watched a pure red cardinal flew from a tree. He was simply paranoid. Paranoid of what? God knows. Automatically after he guessed it was just his paranoia, a louder snap echoed in the surrounding area, a snap of a branch. Flipping towards the sound that was coming from the thicket, Ludwig grimaced, feeling dissettlement. "Come out," the phrase felt repetitive on his tongue. This time, unlike earlier, he had said it nicer. Hunting cognitive beings was harder than it sounded.

[Paul Stamets]

"Lovino." He said shortly, olive eyes not lifting up from the paper except when he needed reference. He wrote the name Feliciano above the drawing before resuming it. "It looks like you, si?" He asked.

Gilbert cursed himself, slowly appearing from his hiding spot and coming into Ludwig's view. He was still partially blocked by a tree so no bullets could hit him easily. He narrowed his eyes. "I won't let you shoot me." He hissed out in German to the other. German was always easier for him to speak than English, so he tended to speak it in on reflex. Being scared, although he'd never admit that, helped contribute to that fact as well.

[zombles]

Ludwig / location: woods / tagged: Gilbert

Taken aback by having been replied to in German, Ludwig immediately switched to his native tongue. That was until he spoke. He loosen his grip on the rifle, letting it slide onto his back. "Why were you following me?" It was weird, speaking to someone else besides his grandfather in German. Or himself, he tended to do that sometimes. It especially was very different having a fawn talking to him in the gruff tongue. He'd always assumed that they had their own sort of language.