Fungal Forest

Princess Vira watched in awe as Prince Socks turned over a rock with his white paw. Dirt broke underneath into a spattering mist that made him cough, and a horde of creepy crawlies leapt out–ants, beetles, and even a large, wriggling jungle centipede. "Ew!" He shrieked, the watching eyes of two guardians close behind him. Sharkbait stood at attention, his ears high and his tail waving back and forth with caution. Shenzi, on the other hand, was lounging back like a waiting hyena in the shado...

((The fungal forest was as alive as it had ever been. A thick mist hung over the treetops, obscuring the sky with a thousand cloudy droplets. The mosquitos–or cicadas, one wasn't quite sure–were out in such a bleating song that it was hard to hear even the words of one next to you. The birds had fallen quiet in response, and even the nukaps, who were generally hardy and unconcerned, had stored themselves all off into some hidden den or glade. Everything was wet here–th...

"Nukaps AGAIN? Seriously?" Skritch complained loudy in his grating voice. "It must be groundhog day or something, because I swear we've been hunting nukaps every day this week!" "Getting tired of bacon?" Tazcatlipoca gave a sharp-toothed smirk. The friendly-but-mischevious trickster had figured with time the perfect tone he could use to rile the Captain up without risking actually offending him. This one got a strained grunt out of him. "Look, I don't know what bit you two's tai...