Foraging

Foraging images. Remember to keep in mind the requirements for the prompt!

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Deep within the swamps of Mireh a peculiar whelp was splashing through a small pool of water. Green intermixed with grey made her well camouflaged, though she wasn't as used to the water yet. Torook had markings which worked well for fishing, and this found himself often with a large haul after visiting different pools within the area. It was time for Aisling to learn more about the waters and what they held. Torook looked back to where the whelp should have been, only to find nothing but ope...
[Trade] Lakes and Lessons
By Vermillion_Grove ・ 0 ・ 0
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Within the Grasslands of Mireh two whelps were searching for treasure… not made of metal but rather made of plant material. Looking for fruits, roots, and just about anything edible or if inedible as long as the healer had pointed it out previously. There was a foreign colonist with them as well, bright salmon and white in coloring. (( Pomona and Botanica were well colored for the surroundings of Mireh fitting in with the grasslands and the darker green colors of the native plants.)) Porche...
[Trade] Green Grass and a Pink Visitor
By Vermillion_Grove ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Gift] August Ocean Forage I
By Astraia ・ 1 ・ 0
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Joash, a deep dark red Belemoid with even darker almost black ink like stripes down his back and sides with distinct markings of a lightning bolt marking his chest, walked down the very worn trail. He wasn't very happy at the moment. He, being one of the older youngsters, was tasked to take the new volcanic welps to the fields to do some gathering. They had weird sounding names. Mithran was a bright yellow happy fellow who really did not fit the description of what Joash had thought a Volcani...
[Trade] Making new friends
By WhiteRaven ・ 1 ・ 0
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((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...
[Comm] Mushroom Marauders
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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((There couldn't be a more gorgeous late-afternoon on the tropical island. The tall palms and the soft, flowering native trees wavered lightly in the breeze, spreading the light aroma of the large, pink flowers that sprouted everywhere. The sand was soft underfoot and carried the heat of the mid-day sun, even as the temperatures were cooling. Small crabs scuttled the beach, searching for food and occasionally ending up in Crushclaw's grasp. Zero was more interested in the seashells, on the ot...
To Beaches Gone By
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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Pomona had been rambling excitedly about some native plant to L'Hatzif called the mycelium tendril. When she, Botanica, and Bianca had traveled to Issiq a few days prior, they'd found that the weather was as temperate and cool as though touched by some merciful god. But today–could they possibly get so lucky on their journey to Port Celeste? Well, no. Not at all. When they arrived at the port in a small wooden rowboat, al...
[Comm] Mycellium Mysteries
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Trade] A field trip with new friends
By Tsidal ・ 1 ・ 0
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It was a beautiful day, despite that being often an all-too-rare sight in Issiq. All too often, especially throughout shemesh, it was hot and dry–all day, every day. An unlucky xiunari may even risk getting caught in a duststorm, at the worst extreme. ((But today as Pomona, Botanica, and Bialanca set out on their foraging mission, the weather was surprisingly mild. The sands were more soft than they were hot. Light wispy white clouds passed through the hazy purple sky–not enough ...
[Comm] Chill Deserts
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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((The day started to wane and the world slowly slipped into dark and sleepy haze. Fog seemed to seep out of the plants and cover the ground as if to lay a blanket over the world in preparation for sleep. The fog swirled, disturbed by the movements of a group of Kodai on the prowl through the countryside - their legs almost lost beneath the thickening fog and their bodies gliding just above it as they walked carefully over the landscape. Or as careful as they could with the limited visibility ...
Dangers in the forest [pt1]
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
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Is it Kelp?
By Sissalle ・ 1 ・ 0
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Sharkbait, Akira, and Shenzi had promised the pup Crushclaw her first ever trip away from their camp in L'Hatzif. It was a bit bittersweet to the three adults, as now they've raised two pups without ever seeing the colony's original base. Quite a ragtag group they were–a large tsabhua, but missing her arms, a tall blue belemoid, and an unrelated red pup–all being followed by a draconic tark'ee. ((Nevertheless, as they rounded up that rocky ridge, Crushclaw ran ahead, surmounting the grass...
Flower Power
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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Big Fruit
By Sissalle ・ 0 ・ 0
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Tiny forage
By Sissalle ・ 0 ・ 0
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We found this!
By Sissalle ・ 0 ・ 0
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Sharkbait couldn't ask, 'is everyone okay?'–because they were too far underwater. But the belemoid paddled around, helmet strapped tight around his neck, as he checked on the gear of the other three explorers. As the colonist with the most experience with living, gathering, and traveling underwater, he felt it his duty to keep the other three safe. Jushio's eyes were shut and his body curled as he allowed the weight of his form to pull him deeper into the dark. Ai...
[Comm] I'm Blue (Da Ba Dee)
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 1 ・ 0
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Eating shit in the desert
By Prism's Shard ・ 1 ・ 0
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Adventuring Youth
By Diving Beetle ・ 1 ・ 0
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a race for the puff flower
By Kerrhylon ・ 1 ・ 0
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((The island would've been the perfect vacation getaway–the coral reefs at the edge of the shoreline, the tall coconut trees, and the sparkling shells washing ashore. Too bad it was raining, the fluffy grey clouds above unleashing a constant drip of cold drops. Jushio shivered a bit, feeling far from the warm sun of the highlands of Mireh. Sharkbait stood empathetically beside him, staring off at the two saltwater tsabhua, Aisling and Brennegan, as they splashed in the tidepools.)) ...
[Comm] Cool Beach Days
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 1 ・ 0