The Six Crucibles

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"It's going to break!" Shenzi's desperate voice fought against the wind just to be heard. Lightning struck hard, the flash revealing a wooden raft with the three Xiunari clinging. Quirk held onto the mast as hard as she could, green paws clutching tight. The winds whipped down on the sail, ripping it from the post and yanking it high into the darkness. The wood howled from the crushing weight being exerted against it, and could break at any moment. "Hold on!" Akira called out, his long...

Bobbin For Boats

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[Trade] Sumo Wrestling

By Xitlalmina ・ 1 ・ 0

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Aristaeus stretched lazily along the thick tree branch he was currently laying upon. The limb creaked and groaned as the blue and white Tsabhua moved. "Careful, Don't break the branch." Dionysus warned as he sat facing away from the tree. The end of the tree branch gently waved in the air near the Aerobic Tark'ee's ear. ((He stared out across the waving golden fields of endless grasslands. The gently breeze made the tall grass ripple like waves on the water.)) Next to Dionysus, ...

[Comm] Walking amoungst the Flowering Hounds.

By WhiteRaven ・ 1 ・ 0

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((Waves beat along the coastline being pushed forth by the forces held within the storm front which was rapidly approaching the bay.)) Imperial, a large Kodai patched with grays, whites and blacks, shifted her weight from one foot to another as she watched the scene unfold before them. Picking up on her nervousness, Yume, a smaller yet equally patched cream and black kodai, rested a paw reassuringly on the arm of her taller friend. "You alright there, Impy?" she asked as soft as the how...

A wreckage and a storm

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Deer Chase

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[Trade] Trash day

By Tsidal ・ 0 ・ 0

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((Along the border between the wooded forests and grasslands of Mireh, and the swampy wetlands of L'hatzif was a great thick jungle filled with the best of both worlds - large towering trees with incredibly thick trunks adorned by hanging vines and mycelium where various fungi hung onto their vertical footholds. It seemed that the rain never stopped below the thick canopy as pools of water in the treeline and hanging from branches slowly dripped onto the jungle floor below. Strangely in these...

The Treeheart

By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0

[Trade] Signs in the vast blue

By Tsidal ・ 1 ・ 0

[Trade] Red beach fruits

By Tsidal ・ 0 ・ 0

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Ycthuthrheth's drone whirs across the base frantically, its surprisingly dexterous hands in a frenzy, trying to accomplish an overwhelming number of tasks alone. Distracted by the overwhelming duties on hand, it doesn't realize the microphone is still on. "If only I could handle this planet's atmosphere, I could use all my hands. Gotta add more hands to this drone sometime…" buzzes through the drone's speakers. Hearing Ycthuthrheth's muttering, Citria, Xochcatl, and Tezcatlipoca appr...

Impending visit

By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0

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((The cold rocky path, well worn with the passage of many travelers over the years, proved to be somewhat slippery and sleek with the icy cold which accented the high altitude.)) Ashdod, a Saltwater native to the grassy Mireh region, and Shinobu, a vibrant blue dragon with a flaming red mane, led their respective parties up the steep slopes of the mountain. Each group with a very similar goal - to reach the ((monument residing on the mountainside which was a mark to remember the victims of a ...

Mountain Spirits

By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0

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((A gentle breeze whistled through long forgotten ancient structures and raced along the golden grasses making them appear like waves on the ocean. The primary sun was already high in the sky and shining down on Mireh creating a wonderful warm glow which warmed the soul just as much as it warmed the early morning. Distant laughter rolled over the plains, disturbing the serene landscape though giving plenty of warning to otherwise unsuspecting herds to make themselves scarce lest they become s...

A strange nest broken and an attempt to fix it.

By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0

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Cattleya knocks desperately at the entrance of Citria's sleeping chambers. "It came back! It came back! The garden is…" Xochcatl emerges from her chamber half asleep and with a scowl on her face from her peaceful dreams being cut short. She turns to Cattleya and scolds in a whisper, "Do you know what time it is? You are being loud and waking people up." "S-sorry," Cattleya says, starting at full volume, then catching herself and quieting her voice to a whisper. A groggy...

[INT] Nightstalker

By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0

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"There–" Shenzi's quiet voice and body gestured to the jungle ahead of them. ((A clearing stood between the mushroom trees, the sky darkened by the canopies above and the criss-crossing of vines. Still, some rays of light managed to warm the ground, sprouting small berry bushes. They'd be trampled by something–something still here. Oinking nukap rubbed their noses along the ground, digging up fresh roots and mushrooms to munch on.)) Fortunately for them, she, Akira, and Sharkbait weren't ...

Some Scared Snake's Sneaky Slithering

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Cattleya clutches her head and barely manages to speak coherently through frantic panting. "haahaahaa Ihh'm dyhing." Her legs wobble with each step, threatening to collapse. Before she topples over, Citria runs to her side and gently nudges Cattleya to lean on her. "Lean on me. I'm taking you to the shade." "Okay. Urgh." Cattleya begins to gag. "Did you get sick?" asks Xochcatl as she puts her hand to Cattleya's forehead. She then pulls away her hand with a concerned look...

[CON] Heatstroke

By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0

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Two Tsabhuas stood before a much larger Tark'ee, the first Tark'ee they had met up close. Zephyr was the first to break the silence which blanketed over the three. "So… I assume that you are Citria?" The Tark'ees' eyes closed gently and she nodded her head. "I am indeed… so then you must be Zephyr and Cosette?" They gave a nod to acknowledge their names when said, much like Citria had. Zephyr a few days prior to this had approached Vermillion, and requested that he could go searching fo...

Wisdom Among the Flowers

By Vermillion_Grove ・ 0 ・ 0

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"My back huuurts," Skritch complained, putting his hands on his rump and puffing his chest out until his spine made a number of satisfying crunches. "We haven't even walked that far yet," Shenzi pointed out with an awkward shrug. The sand was warm and made satisfying crunches underneath her toes. "Do you remember when we lived in the ocean?" Sharkbait gave an awkward chuckle, one that was filled with post-irony but also a bit of humble nostalgia. "Yeah… I wish we were back there, som...

Desert Striders

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Citria, Tezcatlipoca, and Corazon chatter away in the base's mess hall, relaxing on their day of rest. The topics drifting to the whims of Tezcatlipoca's mind and Corazon's verbose explanations, with Citria playing a more observational role, every so often asking questions the others have yet to ponder. Ycthuthrheth barges in, and the drone's camera lens focuses in on the three conversing. "Citria! Tez! Corazon! I need your help." Citria faces the drone, making eye contact with ...

[CHA] Emergency Preparedness

By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0

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The flyer still hadn't completely recovered from its jaunt through the sandstorm - the air filter had a rattle in it, and Whiteout swore she still felt sand falling from it. Spatter just stared at her unamused and asked, "Are you going to take it or not?" "And swim the messages to Mireh? Fuck no," Whiteout clambered in, pulling a bag of messages behind her. Spatter rolled their eyes and shared a headshake with Inky, before continuing on to prep the flyer bay for departure. ...

[CHA] Glittering Lake

By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0

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While they had been staying with Boti's tribe, Vana had taken to following Comet around, wide-eyed and curious. It was nice to talk to another draconic, even if only to gripe about door handles, but the youngster never stopped asking questions. So, of course, Comet roped Whiteout and Clay into answering the never-ending flood. ((They were resting in an indoor greenhouse, built into a pre-existing ravine that had been roofed over with glass and designed with pleasant water features an...

[Trade] [WIS] Greenhouse Mechanics

By Skyward ・ 1 ・ 0