This story takes place within a mystical forest where the very roots of trees grow from veins of magic coursing through the blessed land. Creatures of all kind have made their home in the mysterious place, safe from any humans. Dragons, anthros, nagas, and so on have roamed these lands since the first tree grew. Although this place may seem peaceful, like any other place... It has it's dangers (natural and unnatural).<br/><br/>A fire had somehow started, sparking alive deep in the forest and creeping through the foliage and devouring the magical plants as it went. Slowly, it grew and the creatures around couldn't find a way to drown this flame that roared. Soon enough, everyone had to flee from homes to survive and escape the fire that grew. This is where the story  begins, whether you are just running from it or seeing the flames for the first time. Homes are destroyed and so far, hundreds of magical critters are shelterless and alone. Where are you and where are you going?<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>I would LOVE if this roleplay could be kept pretty detailed and not necessarily about voring and eating others but also a journey through this mystical land and finding new suitable homes for characters and just letting the story unfold. Like maybe eventually search for treasures and quests and so on. This roleplay is open to suggestions!<br/><br/>Allowed:<br/>-Unbirthing<br/>-Vore<br/>-Etc.<br/><br/>Character: Giselle, the magical anthro deer who has the magic to shrink or grow things at her command. Predator? Sort of. Prefers to not be eaten but doesn't mind having someone in her.<br/><br/>The smoke was heavy and thick. It just didn't seem normal as it clung like a sticky tar to leaves and branches of trees and bushes. She could even feel it dragging at her short, lush fur and clog her throat. Her lunges burned but the deer ran as fast as she could through the burning forest, following the trails of those who already raced ahead of her. Fire... Fire. There had never been a fire! But why now? What had caused it? Certainly not dragons because they never dared hurt their own home. Giselle's muscles screamed with exhaustion and her eyes watered from the intense smoke and heat but she could feel it beginning to let up. Was she getting to safety?<br/><br/>She let out a cry suddenly as her hoof snagged on an exposed root and sent the deer flying forward and crashing against the soil. She gasped in shock and pain but she lay still in a daze. "Gotta run. Gotta escape," she wheezed, slowly and unstably getting back up onto all fours. The deer bolted back forward, regaining her lost pace and tearing faster through the undergrowth like lightning. She was unaware of anyone around her but she knew they would be running too. Finally, it seemed that Giselle had broken through a thick wall and she tumbled down into a shallow stream, landing with a loud splash that sprinkled the air and her fur with droplets of water. She breathed heavily and gulped in fresh air, her lunges grateful for the gift. She swung her head around and her ears flattened back. It looked like the smoke had stopped just before the stream nor did it look like it crept past. Giselle didn't care how odd it seemed but this place was full of surprises... All she knew was that she was safe.