Sapphique OT04's Gallery

Soft steps pushed silky sand between webbed toes. "So let me get this straight-" ((Sandstone walls surrounded the incoming troop. Protective, dusty, and full of stale, hot air. The sound of distant digging was echoing from the many winding tunnels, their entrances marked by wooden arches.)) The two Tsab miners were balding in the webbing between limbs. They looked tired, their claws slightly bloody from itching. "Like we said- Sand fell from the roof and we can't stop scratchin.'" ...

((The sands of Issiq were thankfully calm during the initial trip.)) The newcomer, Sapphique, hulking and hefty, was surrounded by a small handful of whelps. She glanced over them, the next generation of Nuryuhr's populace. Her tail wrapped delicately around her webbed paws, "Hello, whelps!" Her dialect sounded odd, clearly not from the region. "I'm Sapphique, and I was told we'll be uh-" Her gaze was pulled to the side by the chirping of a bright green Tark'ee whelp. "Missuh Sapphie!...

Piopi was the only actual adult and she was busy, so when the researcher of Tsidal approached Professor Kee with an offer to visit the colony and the region, Maema was sent along to meet people. She had been greeted when she'd arrived by Alastor and Nalla, who were now escorting her on a bit of an adventure through the ocean's ranges. Currently Alastor and Nalla were supervising her while she dug in the sand along the beach of one of the islands. Maema was old enough to travel, obvious...