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  1. Hey @Andromeda_ I dreamt that I was posted a problem I had in the forums and then you gave me good advice in the dream and I’m gonnna follow it, thanks dream you. (I’m not gonna say what the problem is. It’s not that big a deal but I’m not comfortable talking about it irl)
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  2. I'm sorry I've been so irregular with my updates, I'll try and work on that, and I'll update today!
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  3. violently throws at you (the art is kind of old but eh. i've made worse)
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  4. Sorry its been like five years I'll continue this tomorrow
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  5. I made another adopt but i'm too lazy to draw so i'll just give a detailed description love react if you want them Name: Meadow Hooftrot (the last name is garbage sorry 😭) Species: Cow (anthro) Pronouns: They/Them Appearance: White cow with green splotches, each splotch is a different shade of green. Their hooves and horns are dark green, and they usually have a flower crown on their horns
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  6. I have the confidence to post things now. I may have posted things before or not but whatever And two of them are my OCs
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  8. (*rises from the dead* have a short update :)) Ista trotted through the grasses, a few minutes ahead of the tribe. Calypso came with her, though it probably would have been better if she were alone. Calypso didn’t understand anything Ista told her, not knowing how to talk in the language Ista and Cane had come up with. Still, Ista tried. It wasn’t exactly easy making friends, when everyone else could hear and you couldn’t. There is nothing here. Let’s go back to tell Neoki. Ista tapped against a smooth rock she always brought with her. Apparently, the rock made a sound, but she just counted the amount of taps she made to form certain words. Calypso’s face fell slightly, as she struggled to remember what each tap meant. Ista just pointed back at where the tribe was, until Calypso got it, and nodded. Just then, Calypso stiffened, and said something. Ista tried to read her mouth, but only got one word. Bearyena. She spun around and saw a bearyena running right at her, its jaws wide open to let out a roar she could not hear. Calypso grabbed her roughly by the pelt, and yanked her out of the way just in time. Ista jumped up and ran around the bearyena in circles, trying to distract it. Calypso screamed for help, before pelting at full speed at the bearyena, headbutting it with her horns. The bearyena roared again, and bit down on Calypso. Just then, a flash of pink interrupted everything, as King ran forward and tore at the bearyena with his sharp claws. He had a defiant grin on his face, as he said something to Calypso, to which she smiled weakly at. Ista darted forward and dragged Calypso out of harm’s way, as King and the bearyena fought. But King couldn’t see everything, he couldn't see how the bearyena’s stance shifted, how it was readying itself to pounce on top of him. Ista tried to make a sound, tried to warn him, but her cry came too late. A strangled cry came from King, before the bearyena picked up his limp body and walked off, not turning around. Calypso tried to stand up, but her bite wound was too deep, and she collapsed. It was up to Ista to get Calypso to safety, and to tell the tribe the dark news. When Fess heard it, she didn’t wail. She only curled up in her nest, pulling Aksit close to her as silent tears rolled down her cheeks. (KING NOOOO-) ~ Alia sprinted through camp, her orange fur like a burning fire. A few creatures had to step out of her way as she wheeled around, looking for her brother. ‘Keeeeeeennyyyyyyyyy!’ She sang as she jumped over a carefully stacked pile of roots, ready to be packed into leaves to be carried on someone’s back. Tor snapped at her, but she didn’t quite catch what he said. Finally, she caught the sight of pale yellow fur, trotting towards Neoki. She darted in front of him, stopping him dead in his tracks. ‘Where are you going?’ ‘Ali.’ He gave a small smile. ‘To Neoki, to ask her if there’s anything that needs doing.’ ‘That’s what you said earlier!’ Alia whined, circling around her brother. ‘Is there something wrong with that?’ Kendyll raised an eyebrow at her. ‘Yeah! You’re tired.’ Alia tried to sound bossy, but her ears were flattened against her head, her eyes staring at the ground. ‘You look sick, Kenny.’ She mumbled. Kendyll frowned. These past few days, he had been working even harder than usual. The tribe needed to move, and losing both King and Cheri in such a short space of time wasn’t great either. He had to work. But the work gave him bags under his eyes, and sore paws that he never complained about. It made him a restless sleeper, it made his tail droop when he walked. He had thought no one would notice, so he could continue working in peace. But Alia noticed. Alia always noticed. ‘I didn’t mean to worry you.’ He murmured, and pulled her into a warm hug. She buried her face in his fur. ‘Why do you even do it anyway? Mum always said you worked too much.’ Alia said. Though she didn’t voice it, it was obvious she knew what had happened to Meda. Kendyll paused. ‘You know Neoki doesn’t like me. I just don’t want to be gotten rid of, that’s all.’ He whispered, so no one else would overhear. ‘But she wouldn’t throw you out, she’s good!’ Alia huffed, not caring if anyone else heard. ‘You don’t know that!’ He snapped. He quickly regained his composure, but his ears were flattened against his head. ‘Sorry. I just…if I was gone then you’d be… I don’t want to leave you alone Alia.’ ‘But you’re going to if you make yourself sick!’ Alia stepped back, and sat down. It hurt Kendyll to see her like this, worried and angry. He shuffled his paws a moment, trying to think of a way that would let him keep working, and to stop Alia from worrying. There was none. ‘Ali, I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t know you were so worried. If I stopped working so hard, will you promise to stop worr-’ ‘Yes!’ Alia beamed, almost pushing her brother over as she hugged him again. He smiled, ruffling her fur. Kendyll watched Neoki walk off to attend to something Cane was asking for, and anxiety wormed its way through his stomach. He did his best to ignore it. He would do anything for Alia. Just then, fur that was a bit brighter yellow than his stepped towards them. ‘Kendyll. Alia.’ Shee smiled, happy to see his two children again. He had so much explaining to do, but he had built up everything he needed to say to them these past few days. ‘Dad!’ Alia spun around, but she didn’t bound over to give him a hug, like she would have done before. She trotted forward and gave him a smile. ‘Where were you? Neoki said you came back a few days ago, but we couldn’t find you anywhere!’ ‘I wanted to apologise, but I didn’t know how to say it.’ Shee hung his head in shame. ‘I am sorry. You needed me most when your mother died, but I pushed you away. I’m your father and I pushed you away. I want to fix it. Please, forgive me.’ Shee’s eyes were genuine, and full of love as he looked at his kids. Alia bounded forward and hugged him tight. ‘Of course dad! I missed you so much!’ She grinned, full of energy again. Kendyll guessed that she was just happy that Shee didn’t leave them for good. ‘Of course.’ Kendyll said curtly, not moving. He wasn’t as quick to forgive as Alia was. However, Shee seemed to understand. He nodded at his son as he hugged Alia. ‘Thank you.’ He smiled.
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  9. (pretend I posted this on Monday) Night was falling. Moonlight coated the island with a silvery blue, painting Cheri’s fur a light purple colour. She looked back once again. And once again, Shee had not arrived. Neoki already had the tribe on the move, and Shee would be left behind if he didn’t come soon. Cheri had never really had a close bond with Shee, but he was Meda’s mate, and after hearing what had happened to her poor little sister, she couldn’t just leave Shee there. She called out to Neoki. ‘Neoki, I need to go look for Shee. I’ll be right back, okay?’ Cheri looked back at the grasses. She heard Neoki’s pawsteps trotting towards her. She had a frown on her face. ‘Cheri, It’s dark, and late. At least take someone with you.’ ‘It’ll be quicker this way. Please, Neoki.’ Cheri whispered to the leader. Neoki was still for a moment, before sighing and nodding her head. ‘Be quick about it.’ Cheri nodded and sped off into the grasses. From what Kendyll and Alia had told her, she had a rough idea as to where he was. She didn’t see the dark and red fur trailing behind her, pawsteps silent as a rabbil. ~ (earlier) ‘Do you even have a plan?’ ‘Kind of.’ ‘You’re a genius, you know?’ ‘Shaddup.’ Randi growled, though he wasn’t genuinely mad at Halim. He did have a point. All Randi had was the memory of him being exiled. And of the creatures who wanted him gone. He remembered exactly who supported Kendyll, and who opposed him. He knew exactly who to get rid of. The problem was how. ‘Night’s coming.’ Halim looked up at the sky, trying to patch up the small awkward silence that had grown. Randi shook his head a bit. He hadn’t even realised he’d spaced out. ‘Easier for us then.’ Randi peered through the fog that had grown around the river. Stupid fog. They had been following the tribe for days, but no one had gone out alone, no one had done anything remotely dangerous. How am I supposed to get revenge like this? A flash of pink interrupted his thoughts. He looked to Halim, and they both gave each other a quick nod, diving into a nearby bush. Randi immediately recognized her. Cheri. She was the one who supported Kendyll the loudest, worry in her eyes as she looked down at her unborn child. She was a fool. What did she think he would do, randomly decide to hurt a random kid? Cheri was milling about, then she called out something, though he couldn’t hear her. ‘That's who we’re going for?’ Halim muttered. ‘Yeah.’ Randi whispered back, just as another figure appeared. He had to squint through the night to see them… ‘She looks like you.’ Halim’s offhand comment made Randi’s blood run cold. Halim seemed to finally understand, and his eyes widened a bit. ‘Wait, that’s your sister?’ ‘Let’s just go.’ Randi spat, getting up just as Cheri left the clearing. Seeing Neoki again after all this time brought up so many mixed feelings. She had changed so much. He probably had as well. He wanted to run to her, to say he was back, but the other half of him needed to deal with everything else first. He knew she would never forgive him for any of this, but it was like just seeing her was good enough for now. His sister. The sister that would hate him, once all this was done. Halim ran after Cheri, Randi close behind. The moon was high. ~ Shee ran through the night, his paws aching. He didn’t think it was so late, and the tribe wasn’t in its usual spot. He followed the trail of his tribemates, a couple of hours old. Before he could look down again, a flash of dark fur blocked his vision just as he collided head first with another creature. It gave a yelp of pain as it hit the floor, and Shee winced as he felt his own face connect with a particularly hard patch of ground. He stood up almost immediately assessing the threat, but the thin creature looked about as threatening as a rabbil. Shee peered through the fog to get a good look at it. It was funny how the fog was so thick, and night was getting so dark that Shee could almost see nothing. All he saw was the silhouette of a dark creature, almost like a shadow. ‘Sorry friend! Didn’t see you there.’ The stranger said. Something about his voice was wrong, as if he knew that Shee was going to be here. He brushed it off as nothing. ‘Sorry as well, but I need to go now.’ Shee tried to say as politely as possible, knowing his tribe could be getting further away by the minute. ‘You probably shouldn’t.’ The shadow stepped forward. Shee stood his ground. ‘I’m going.’ Shee said again, pushing past the shadow. It didn’t like that, apparently, as Shee found himself thrown back onto the ground, getting a mouthful of dirt. ‘What’s your problem!?’ Shee hissed, quickly getting back up. ‘Just wait here.’ The shadow replied. It didn’t seem angry, it seemed like it was enjoying itself. Suddenly, a scream pierced through the night air. Shee’s fur stood on end as he realised he recognized that voice. Cheri. The shadow seemed to be listening too, so he took his chance and barreled past it, knocking it to the ground. He sped through the grass, his paws on fire as he ran towards the sound. He slowed down a bit, before almost slipping down the bank and into the nearby river, he scrambled back, and looked up to see a flash of red fur running from the river. It looked like Neoki, except smaller and thinner. ‘Cheri!’ Shee yowled, looking down into the river, knowing that the current would have swept her away as soon as that creature pushed her. A thought occurred to him, and he stepped to the side just as the shadow attempted to push him in as well. Part of him wanted to stay, to look for Cheri, but the other half of him knew that if he stayed, he would die, and then no one would know of this. He whispered a silent apology, pelting towards where he thought the tribe was, and he could hear the shadow following him for a little while before it stopped. Before silence enveloped the night again. ~ Neoki sat, anxiously flicking her tail back and forth. It had been ages since Cheri went out to look for Shee, and Neoki had stopped the tribe so the two of them could catch up. Dawn was tickling the horizon, and there was no sign of the creature. Suddenly a bright yellow flash of fur shot out of the grasses. Neoki tensed as she realised it was Shee. And he looked awful. ‘Shee. Are you hurt? Where is Cheri?’ Neoki stood up, letting a cool air of confidence wash over her. ‘C-Cheri…I s-saw…’ Shee gasped, as he stood before Neoki. He fell to the ground and rested his paws, feeling relief wash over him. He was safe. ‘Just breathe. Take your time.’ Neoki soothed him. Somehow, she had a bad feeling that whatever had happened to Cheri was not good. Shee took a deep breath, and slowly explained everything that had happened to him. And to Cheri. Neoki’s face darkened slightly. ‘We need to move.’ Neoki said calmly. She helped Shee up, but her head was a mess. Red fur, like hers? Her heart soared as she realised it could be Randi, but plummeted as she realised what he had done. A shadow creature? And what had happened to Cheri… Were they just after Cheri, or were they following the tribe? Regardless, she had to get the tribe to a permanent camp. Like this, they were at their weakest. The tribe always came first. Always.
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