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  1. (Also this doesn't look the best I know it's like my first time trying this and a killer Bearyena or ape would be more accurate)
    6 points
  2. I beat Ballistic on normal. Sure it’s normal, but it’s Ballistic,,
    5 points
  3. New green ref :DDDD She has a beagle-like head and the little light bits on her warped armor can be placed anywhere on the 'veins'
    4 points
  4. A Poisonous Privilege (216-221 days in) From perspectives of Onion and Parrot. Onion had always been pressured to live up to his mother's legacy. Moose never really wanted him, even though he pretended he did. But Moose did keep the powerful nicheling around, since he was Quartz's only living child. Opal at least made it clear she didn't want him. But for now, the nichelings of the Burning Empire were preparing for battle against a balance bear. Or at least, getting away from it. Parrot did, in fact, see them. So even if they escaped the balance bear, the Frozen Empire would be on their trail. Parrot himself didn't feel particularly murderous or genocidal. Actually, he was quite the opposite. So even when Forest had told him, that he was the child of Pine, a nicheling from the Burning Empire, he felt like denying it. But deep down, he knew it was true. Luckily, nobody else needed to know his lineage... Except for the Burning Empire. And if he got on their bad side.. they could ruin him. Onion, Opal and Moose were all preparing for Opal's child. Tomorrow, she could give birth, and expand the Empire. Onion thought that they were still to close to the balance bear, but of course, didn't mention it. Quartz hadn't particularly been a loving and caring parent. If he proved he could finish what she started, then maybe.. maybe she would finally send a sign that someone, dead or alive, loved him. The next day, Opal made her nest. Onion brought his head out of the clouds; for now, he needed to help his father and stepmother. Opal gave birth to Lichen, a broad-jawed male who could crack bones as easily as cracking nuts. The love they gave to the child was indescribably infuriating to Onion, but he curled his claws in and bit his tongue. Soon. Meanwhile, old Thornbush was taking the lead of the Frozen Empire nichelings. But she needed to stop. Not only because of her age.. because she wouldn't last another day. Thornbush was at her end. Sakura, her old friend, sat beside her, as well as Almond and Mud, and as close as she could to Forest and Salvador. It was time.. but then. A: "Mother. Before you're gone.. I need to know something." T: "Yes, my daughter?" A: blurting "Listen.. you've always obsessed over Forest, my entire life. I need to know.. did you ever love me?" Forest stared at Almond in disbelief, and pity. And.. envy? Thornbush stared between her two daughters for a long moment. But it was already too late. She fell into a pile of bones, joining her beloved mate in the afterlife. Almond stared down at her mother's remains for a long moment. And without a word, she curled into a nest beside her mother's corpse. Salvador was going to bury them, when- Parrot had seen nothing like the small child before. Its fangs were too small to be that of saber fangs. Its eyes weren't big enough to be that of a twisted-snout. It was something never before seen on the mountain of the Empires. It was the most powerful creature to ever walk the tundras.
    3 points
  5. (oooo, great storytelling and very interesting)
    2 points
  6. THIS is the old thing l o l I'm so glad I'm improving with anthros
    2 points
  7. and on another note heres some wips for a thing i hope to actually get done soon
    2 points
  8. I’m okay with whatever, too.
    2 points
  9. Day 0 - Flashfoot & Oak The spotted male’s pace had slowed from terrified sprint to a limping trot as the steppingstones scraped his pads raw. Maybe I deserve this... Flashfoot thought dismally, wincing as he stepped on the freezing stones. Flashfoot lifted his paw in preparation to make the next step, but instead of frigid rock it was... Grass... Flowers... Soil... Flashfoot looked up. Frostbitten grasses neatly edged the ports and wind whistled through the evergreens, howling eerily. Flashfoot let out a sigh of relief, and collapsed against the ports with a pant. He spread his fingers, carefully examining the pinkish-red cracks that traced his palms. And then a horrible, ear-piercing shrill hit him. For a paralyzing moment, Flashfoot was frozen with fear. His skin felt hot-yet-cold at the same time, and his heart was was thundering so fast he thought it would burst out of his chest. But, the longer he listened, he realized that it didn’t quite sound like a hungry bearyena readying itself to tear him apart. It sounded like...crying...? A cub crying, to be more exact. Good. Flashfoot thought, relieved. It’s parents will come along and everything will be fine again. Flashfoot lifted his (now trembling) paw and resumed examining it. Still, there was something...off...about the wails. They sounded more like pleas for help then a fussy child. It’s none of your business anyway. Flashfoot thought firmly, ignoring the familiar twist of guilt in his belly. Still, something deep inside of his bones, made him rise to his paws. Whatever attacked it will be nearby! What if it’s a predator trying to lure you in?! What if- Flashfoot’s mind shrilled so loudly that it felt like someone was yelling it right in his ear. But even if his legs felt like they were going to give out beneath him, he still, quivering step by quivering step, made his way into the forest. Every muscle in Flashfoot’s body screamed for him to run away, but the progressively louder shrieks kept him on course. The sharp tang of nicheling blood hit his nose, and Flashfoot recoiled with such terror his bones might as well of jumped out of his skin and hid under the nearest boulder for the next month. Flashfoot reached out a shaking paw to push away the next patch of grass and- Oh. The patch of grass lead into a small, snowcapped clearing. In the center of the clearing, a brown (or at least he seemed to brown, considering all the dry blood caked into his fur.) cub lay, sobbing softly. Vicious talon marks were slashed across his shoulders and one leg was bent at an odd angle. How does one interact with children again? Particularly injured ones? “Uh...what’s your name? Mine’s Flashfoot.” The cub let out a yelp of surprise before returning to his senses and whimpering: “O-oak...” “Do you think I can carry you?” “T-o were?” The question hit like a bag of rocks. To be honest, Flashfoot didn’t exactly have a plan of what to do after he saved the cub. “To the ports,” Flashfoot responded, hoping he sounded more confident then he was. “Do you think I can carry you?” “Maybe...” Oak murmured, attempting to stand. He looked steady at first, but then his twisted leg buckled beneath him and he yelped with pain. ”I guess we don’t have much of a choice.” Flashfoot said, dipping his head down to scoop up Oak. Oak yapped in his jaws for a bit, before settling down for the long trek back to the shore.
    2 points
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  12. Sneak peak of upcoming plot. The ability to poison others is unknown to those on the mountain, but maybe Blood Sky has more history than they think...
    2 points
  13. I tried I've never made a meme before
    2 points
  14. that's NOT a killer bearyeana? well, I guess I'm just that bad at niche. niche is a lot like chess, so it's very hard.
    1 point
  15. "M-maybe..!" she said, still unsure, but feeling a little better, "S-so, what do y-you wanna do..?"
    1 point
  16. "Oh.. Ok then.." she said, staying quiet now "Are we gonna go, or not?" Willow asked
    1 point
  17. First thing: this is NOT something that should have the highest priority for bugfixing. Second thing: I'm not sure if this even counts as a bug . Anyways, I've noticed that the scorpion tail rendering is a bit off. Here's a picture for reference: See? It's slightly too far to the left. (And it's bothering me :/.) Like I said, this shouldn't be the first thing to fix. No doubt there's lots of game-breaking bugs that should be fixed first! Like the console stuff (that's still kinda broken, right?)
    1 point
  18. (Very cool and good writing! Can't wait to see how it all comes together. Also, if this background or actual gameplay atm?)
    1 point
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  20. (having point of view characters makes sense, but through them you should alos follow the characters who are not point of view characters for everything to still make sense. Each nicheling has a personality, but some do have a greater personality than others. In my playthrough I tend to focus more on the interesting stories and personalities tht are developing at the moment, but the others are always there too and get a shout-out once in a while. I have 100 nichelings so it's a bit hard to remember all their stories and personalities, though I do have a mind for that sort of thing. Anyways, enough of that. I would like to see a mix of characters, some older and some younger and a range of personalities, the most diverse possible. Also I love Parrot, would love to see him be a POV character)
    1 point
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  22. POLLY DRAWS HERSELF NOT CLICKBAIT how did i do this- h o w not down btw
    1 point
  23. Someone should introduce them to each other
    1 point
  24. tips from someone who has never played minecraft: dirt hut, dirt hut and dirt huts. also who needs swords when you have axes?
    1 point
  25. when i was making nichelings for hiding in plain sight, i was about to have a nicheling with a scorpion tail then i remembered this
    1 point
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  27. Okay then, Poem Generator.. Roses are red,Violets are blue,Fun is hilarious,And so are you.Orchids are white,Ghost ones are rare,Your path is straight,And so is your hair.Magnolia grows,With buds like eggs,Columns are slender,And so are your legs.Sunflowers reach,Up to the skies,A passage is innocent,And so are your eyes.Foxgloves in hedges,Surround the farms,Space are short,And so are your arms.Daisies are pretty,Daffies have style,Indians are friendly,And so is your smile.A birdsong is beautiful,Just like you.
    1 point
  28. Has the Scorpion Tail always been off-centered or only int his version? Just checking if this is in the right place
    1 point
  29. This image... it just irritates so much... (my soul it hurts...)
    1 point
  30. yeah, the devs should probably fix that unless it was intentional, though it is a very minor bug, so it shouldn't be high priority. please don't be intentional, it's painful ahhhhhh
    1 point
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