The colony's whelps had, quite insistently, told Roam and Fawn that they needed to organize a festival. And had also aske for it to be as soon as possible. The latter the two had understood- whelps not being known for their patience. The two had been confused, however, with the request for a festival in the first place. They were not quite sure how to deal with it; but had eventually asked one of the more insistent whelps what was going on. "It's Chukoo's wedding!" Choose had said, as if it...

The air in the colony was tense as the news spread—a collective sigh of disappointment echoing through the clearing. The last harvest had been meager to say the least, and the air was fille concern. Bloo, observed the unease in his colony, especially among the smaller ones, Predict and Preserve, who were by now old enough to understand why the adults were panicing. As the leader, he felt it was his responsibility to find a solution.   Bloo gathered a small team, the...

Matter wasn't too confident navigating the deserts of Issiq, and honestly was entirely unsure why she had decided to come back at all. She had followed Gideon and Empress after hearing them discuss going to Ochre Dockyard to see the library there, but as she slithered around the busy streets she definitely had some second thoughts.   She had been before, of course, when she had gotten to be Quetzalcoatl's assistant during that one surgery, ages ago. At the mention of ...

As soon as she realized how nice of a day it was out today, [[Fawn]] had decided to head out for a walk. She loved walks on days like these, especially because most of the colony would be taking it easy, meaning she could probably convince someone to tag along.   She quickly decided to ask Roam to come along, the choice feeling obvious to her as Roam was easily her best friend. When she found Roam, she noticed he seemed to be mid conversation with one of the younger w...