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Adventuring Youth
By Diving Beetle ・ 1 ・ 0
Literature
((The rough stone on either side of the narrow mountain pass brushes against Mriha's shoulders as she leads her group downhill and south from ZAG-15's sheltering walls of metal and stone and glass.)) Behind her trail two tsabhua, their smaller frames fitting far more easily on the path. Their goal today is simple; Mriha is to lead them into a nearby valley so that they can gather wildberries for examination and later to re-plant in the Colony's interior gardens. Jhenigi, though the sal...
[Gatherer Ed. II] Mountain Foraging
By Zagreus-15 ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
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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a race for the puff flower
By Kerrhylon ・ 1 ・ 0
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[Free Use] Tar'kee Whelp Base
By Vuek ・ 3 ・ 2
Literature
((It was hot, even this close to the shoreline. Polly's soft yellow paws scraped against the hard, compacted sandstone. A small, white butterfly tickled her nose, and as it fluttered into the blue sky, the tark'ee chased after it. She raced up a small mountain of pebbles, breaking to a height above the flowing sand dunes. She swatted at the insect, and as it fluttered away, gave a pained, "Awh!"–but then she noticed something else. Among the scattered golden tufts of wheatgrass growing on t...
Peril On The Plains
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
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
Literature
A full year after Akira had visited the impromptu college set up for islanders, he had returned–this time, as a professor. Not only had he hit the books, reading two a day, but he'd also grown much larger in that time–about ten feet worth! ((The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the stage was ready-built. Benches were set in rows across the sandy beach, and a wood arbor had been raised that offered some protection from the hot sun. The crabs were a mild concern, however...
Six Legs Or Four?
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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Content Warning: Hunting, stabbing, death, snakes (All mild)

The Hungry Prince - Part 3
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Shenzi, a tsabhua with a hyena-marked pelt and Citrus, a dazzling iridescent aquatic kukuri, were off on the adventure of a lifetime. You just hadn't gotten to see any of it–but it was awe-inspiring, actually. They'd traversed into an ancient temple hidden deep within the L'Hatzif jungle, dodged floor-step traps laced with poison arrows, and also fought an army of undead mummies. Despite Citrus' apparent disinterest in getting her claws dirty, her massive horns could deal some seri...
Ruins & Relics
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
"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
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Trade] It's not safe up there! [Day in the life]
By Xitlalmina ・ 5 ・ 1
Literature
When was the last time he saw someone? The tan Belemoid panted in pain as he limped along, pulling his back leg along the lumpy ground. Mouse decided that maybe a ((long trip to L'hatzif)) would bring back fun loot. He had left his little apprentice behind this time, to keep her safe. Fair job thinking ahead.He had heard most of these wild beasts would rather run than face an enemy but that didnt seem to be the case for this Shriiv. It had stood its ground as Mouse slinked by; wasn't ev...
Mistakes make new friends
By LadysLand ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
The rain the region got was greatly prized, but with it also came dangers. Mudslides could be sudden and deadly, as the ground on the slope liquidated and flowed. Nightlight and Corazon had been in the area when they had received the call that any doctors and any helping hands were needed in a remote village in the Mireh hills. A flyer had been leaving from the town they were in only to be put back down, passengers kicked off, and aid supplies and personnel onboarded. It was a tense ...
[PHYS ED 2] Triage
By Skyward ・ 2 ・ 0
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[C1.A1] Should be Somewhere around here...
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
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
Literature
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
Literature
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
Literature
((A couple of low fires crackled close to one wall of the rather large but oddly shaped cavern. The smell of smoke wafted through the air, however did not interfere with the visitors due to the high ceilings being able to carry it up out of breathing range, for now. The stone was slick with damp moisture and various moss like growths which carpeted some surfaces which caused the occasional slip. The storm outside which caused the troupe to find their shelter inside this cavern had not let up ...
[MINE] A dangerous journey [pt 2]
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Trade] Learning
By Diving Beetle ・ 1 ・ 0