Deer adoptables -; hiatus

[Chasing Dreams]

Alright, I think it's time to close the auction so I can prepare for the Halloween event. :3
I've gone through your bids and chosen Chasing Dreams as a winner of the deer, congratulations!
Please send the pets in a trade as soon as possible. :3

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There will be another doe up for adoption in a day, after that it will kind of be the calm before the storm. xD

Thank you so much <3 I shall love him forever ^^
I will send the trade right know :]
Oh and for the archive his name is Apollo c;

[Chaichai]

I want a deer D:

[Raindrop]

Being rude, whiny or not following these rules will get you banned for everything from one week to six months.

(Hope I'm not being mini-moddish by saying this. D:)

[ɾïṿεṉḋεll]

((Insperation comes from the Eagles song, Hotel California))

The doe bounded through the frosted woods, her blue markings shimmering in the dusk light. Up ahead in the distance, she saw a fire light. The night grew heavy and her sight grew dim, time to stop for the night. She lay down in a meadow and lay her head down, not before, she heard a bell. Looking up far away, stood a human girl with a small tray. She smiled and waved, a warming gesture, as a breeze blew through chilling. The doe stood, and she showed her the way, down a corridor of trees, the wind saying

Welcome to the secret way
Such a lovly place
Such a lovly place
Pleanty of room in the secret way
Such a lovly face
Such a lovly place

She came to a clearing, filled with sweet grass. She ate on on on untill midnight.
When she was full, she went to a hollow, filled with the sweetest hay and lay down, just to hear the trees say,

Welcome to the secret way
Such a lovly place
Such a lovly place
Pleanty of room in the secret way
Such a lovly face
Such a lovly place

She fell asleep, and in the morning light, saw the other deer, dancing in the moonlight. She lept to her feet, and began to twirl, all eyes on her, began to swirl. Another night, another song, the doe grew bored of hearing one song. She had to find the pasage back to the place she was adored. She ran to the exit, and the nightman say, "You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave" The voices chimed in, and she ran out the way, hearing the angry shouts and screams, thought she heard them say...

You can't leave the secret way
Its a lovly place
A lovly place
Stay in your room in the secret way
Such a lovly face
Such a lovly place

She ran throught the passage, and into the light, she turned around and a breeze gusted right. The doe continued to run, afraid if she stopped that she would be caught. The doe ran and ran, decending into maddness, never knew right from wrong. She ran onto a road, and straight to a car, you say her spirt wanderes the woods, you can hear her say...

Dont go to the secret way
Its a terribly place
A terrible place
Dont take a room in the secret way
Its a terrible place
An awful place

[supernovacity]

Trying for deer!
(Story takes place in october 2012)
I'll call her Wraith


Wrath's glow emmited from the clearing in which she lived. It moved around very quickly. This is why she couldn't live in the wild. Preadators would hunt her down quite easily. Perhaps this was how it was. I thought. Then i recounted how me and Wraith met.

It was a chilly evening October 20th 2011 i was walkiing in the yard and what made me look at the forest i don't know but i saw a glow. i dashed to investgate it. I saw it and thought it was a ghoul. Then i realised it was a doe. i spoke calmly and said "I do not want to hurt you. I want to be your friend. Should i call you wraith?" And at my question she nodded. and she followed me home.

[Temperance.]

[Characters used in this Story:] Tamani, Valeda, and Salazaar
[Setting:] Deep in the forests of the Rocky Mountains near a town called Ashpra.
[Season:] Spring
[Name of Doe:] Myst

[STORY:]

[WIP]

[keeks]

Seasons may change, winter to spring

It had been an average day, morning grazing on the dewey sprigs of still green grass, an afternoon of sleeping tightly curled in the sunshine. Far removed from the worries of the modern, civilized world of people slowly invading the countryside. Most does didn't mind, they were content with a quiet life waiting for the strongest buck to come along and give them fawns which they could in turn raise to be content with a quiet life of sunshine and dewey sprigs of grass. This was all well and good for the other does but Anyx wasn't content with being 'just another doe.'

She had always been different from the others, even when she was introduced to the other new mothers and their fawns who were all shy and shades of cinnamon and tan. Anyx had been born a soft dusty grey, much darker than the other fawns. At first the other mothers feared her but they knew her mother to be as gentle and content as the rest of them, and the little fawn seemed healthy, rambunctious even. Rather than hide behind her mother Anyx was very interested in new friends and new places. She grew up odd and a bit outcasted, she was unscathed by this and rather found fascination in new things.

When she was two summers old she discovered the human settlement and was warned against going near it. But her curiosity and drive to learn pushed her to observe them and learn about the strange creatures who did not need to forage or run from predators or stay quiet during the day. Her coat had darkened to allow her to blend in the shadows so as to creep close to the place called 'city' and learn about these creatures of all hours. It was because of her reckless abandon she was deemed mad. The does of her herd worried for their fawns, themselves and their way way of life. While not outright banished, she was shunned. The other does were to shun her, turn away from her until she decided to leave. And leave she did.

She knew of a forest where the bucks would go for their trials, it was a dark and tragic place miles from the meadows and thicket of her birth. There were new creatures of terror here, boars, bears, wolves and shadows that could strike you down with light. The bucks would never discuss what took place in this forest, not that the other does had bothered to ask. Anyx was less afraid of this place and more excited. It was a new prospect, a chance to learn of the creatures and the plants and the mysterious phenomena that seemed to terrify the bucks at mere speculation.

It took many months to scour the forest, learn its secrets and disprove its lies. One night while lying in her thicket, peering at the harvest moon and pondering the new plants she'd seen that day. A mist began to roll between the twisted trunks and mossy rocks that covered the forest floor, this was strange because it wasn't very cold. Her ears perked and her eyes widened as she tried to peer into the darkness and see what was causing the mist. Minutes passed like moments and it didn't take much convincing for Anyx to raise herself from her den and walk into the mist. Her inky form silent as she went, wandering the forest she already knew so well, to the place the mist seemed to be coming from. This part of the forest felt... different, new and foreign. How could this be? She'd been everywhere in this wood and had discovered all its best hiding places, yet here was a place she had never seen.

The surrounding forest seemed darker and blended with the night. The mist circled at the edges of her eyes but wherever she looked it appeared to be just beyond. And there, so bright she had no idea how she could have missed it, was a circle of mushrooms glowing faintly blue. In her discoveries of the forest Anyx knew that indeed, some mushrooms could glow but none of them glowed quite like this. In the center of the ring, quite unconcerned with the deer's presence sat a very strange fox unlike any other she'd ever seen.



Her head bowed, eyes closed and cloven feet drawn close together the strange fox sat as though listening to something only she could hear. Cautiously Anyx took a step forward, breath and sound seemed to have been sucked from the glade as if by a vacuum.

"Hello," said the little divine, eyes still closed, body still motionless.

"H-Hello," Anyx replied, her body now frozen despite the warmth of the circle.

With a delicate smile the creature opened her eyes, appearing as demure as a dove.

"I am Shakti, a foximp and you are an unusual doe." It was only a statement, not an insult or a question.

"Shakti," she whispered quietly. "I suppose you could say that. My name is Anyx." The tip of her muzzle lowered only just as her ears quivered. "What is a foximp?"

Her smile grew. "We are a rare and diverse race. We live alongside the humans of this world."

"Humans? You don't fear them?" She couldn't help but blurt out. Her mind wheeled at the discovery of not only a new species but an animal species unafraid to be near people.

"Fear them? Of course not. Step into the circle Anyx and I will show you many worlds." Once again her eyes closed and she seemed at peace.

Anyx stood quietly, watching, mere feet from the circle. What did she mean? With bated breath she stepped into the ring and the mist that had strayed away from the clearing began to recede into it, swirling and smothering everything in sight. It was terrifying, the world suddenly brightened, she tried to scream but nothing was heard. The world was growing darker, the mist turning from its translucent white to smokey grey to inky black. From the nothing came the faintest of whispers...

"Calm yourself."

The world had turned to darkness but a faint sound could be heard far, far away. It was birdsong. Slowly her mind caught up and Anyx felt the cool earth beneath her body, felt weak sunshine on her face, heard the breeze rustle leaves and birds calling to any who would listen.

Slowly her eyes opened. It was just after dawn and the sun was trying desperately to warm the night cooled earth. She was back in her thicket, she must have dozed off while moon gazing. With a bit of effort she unfolded her legs and a shock met her eyes. Her thin, lithe legs were wrapped in the same misty, glowing blue as the mushroom circle from her dream.


Regardless of who gets her, she is beautiful! Good luck everyone!

[.Apocalypse.]

Kiara wandered through the forest. The one place where she could be free. Free of her mean parents, from school, everything. She had her long light brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and was sitting against her favorite willow in a large abandoned Orchard. There were apple tree's, orange tree's, peach tree's, and her favorite in the dead center, the Weeping willow. It looked like an old tree but its vines grew thick enough to swing on. She stood up and wandered over to the apple tree, taking an apple. Kiara took a bite after inspecting it for worm holes. She heard a squeak and turned around to see a baby deer with beautiful markings dash up to her with its mother, eyes frantic. Suddenly, a hunter burst through the orange patch and aimed its gun at the fawn, who was in front of its mother. Kiara dove for the beautiful fawn, pushing it out of range and cuddling it close to her. A horrible bang sounded and Kiara turned to see the mother on the ground, blood pooling out of a bullethole and the gun pointed at her and the fawn. Kiara's eyes widened with fear as she scooped up the fawn and ran. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew she was running fast. She veered off track towards a barn where she dashed in, placing the fawn in the straw next to her. Another bang sounded and a bullet came through the door missing Kiara and the fawn by a hair. Kiara scooped up the fawn again and climbed up the barn ladder to the loft. she placed the fawn up in the straw. Kiara grinned, she was just running for the fawn, she could handle the hunter. "Shhhhhh, we don't want the hunter realizing your up here!" Kiara whispered before opening up the door. The hunter was standing there, an evil grin on his face. "I hope you know your blood type." Kiara snarled before she knocked him out. She dragged him to the Orchard and dropped him. "I just got revenge for all the animals you've killed." Kiara whispered, walking back to the barn. The fawn was standing up on the loft as Kiara climbed up there and soothed it. "I know your mother is gone, but I'll raise you better tham she did and you'll grow up a happy, healthy deer." She said."And I'll live out here with you." The fawn let out a squeak as Kiara added the words. "Good night." Kiara whispered curling up to sleep.

One year later..

Kiara's eyes fluttered open and she realized Swirl was at the bottom of the loft, still asleep. She had grown just like Kiara had promised, a healthy, happy Deer and Swirl's markings were clearer now, the most beautiful markings Kiara had ever seen on a deer! Kiara leapt down to Swirl's level and sat next to her. The door shook. Kiara looked up. Must be windy out. She thought. Suddenly, the door was knocked down and the Hunter stood before Kiara. "You little brat. I've been trying to find you and your equally bratty Deer for a year now." His eyes glittered with hatred. "To get my revenge," He muttered. A glint of silver was the last thing Kiara and Sugar saw.

[Bast-et]

Flei paused as an owl cooed- Who? Who? Behind the trees a sun sank, pulling rich blues and purples behind it. Flei lifted her head and swiveled her ears to catch all the sounds reflecting off the trees. The cooler night air woke her, refreshed her, animated her. Her walk became a spring, the spring, a lope, and the lope, a sprint through the darkened forest. Branches stretched to brush her coat like adoring fans as she sped by them. Her glowing blue swirls left a trail of light behind her like a comet's tail. Where her hooves hit the ground, a star formed and rose into the sky as constellations. Stunning and illuminated, Flei chased after Dusk, never quite catching up, but never falling too far behind either. Gradually her speed slowed, and Dawn overtook her, nodding in respect as he passed. Flei gave way and stopped, her stumbling hooves sending one last star up to grace the sky before she halted and her coat stoped glowing.



Hmmm, I'm really enjoying the time of day deer theme. I decided to go for it again with this lovely =)
So far I've kindof made up a Dusk, Dawn, and Sunrise, besides Flei herself. Flei illuminates the stars in the sky. Dawn lightens the horizon. Dusk pulls in shadows and darkens the sky behind him. And my imagined Sunrise paints the sky in bright colors each morning. The "Sunrise" who originally inspired me was of course adopted by Fenris and her wonderful carousel story (I loved it) If I win Flei, I intend to use my soul stone custom to design a "Dusk" to be her partner. I'd like to write a story about the unique way they bring the day about and the forest and life I imagine them in =)

[houndpine]

((for the black doe with aqua markings))

The pines whispered to her, urging her hooves to beat faster, faster, pounding the dry needles that layered the ground. The dog's barking grew louder, a bloodthirsty baying that chilled her blood and told her to run. The humans had seen her, and they would not rest until they had the black and turquoise doe's pelt hanging on their walls. Their horses' hooves pounded in rythym with hers. Her breath puffed frantically, leaving frosty clouds hanging in the air. The stars glittered coldly above her, watching the hunters gain ground and close the gap between them and the doe. Her purple eyes were stretched wide with fright. She could almost feel the hounds' hot breath on her haunches, saliva spattering them with white. She stretched out to the ground, lunging forward in one last attempt to get ahead before the dogs could catch her. As she leaped, the night shimmered in front of her and it was like a ripple in a pond. Before the doe had any time to think, she was tugged into it and her surroundings disappeared. The doe was floating in darkness, like being surrounded by black water that she could somehow breathe in. Tentatively, she moved her legs, and she moved forward a little bit. A dot of light appeared in front of her, like a tiny spark. She swam towards it, encouraged. It grew larger until it revealed itself to be a tunnel filled with golden light. The doe was pushed into it by gentle, invisible hands. Just before she was sucked away, a warm voice whispered to her, I love you, my dear. But you have forgotten your name, dear. It is Cerellie, and remember it. Remember....