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     Miru sat in a public park, the blood-red and lilac skies of Rinalten CK93857-M hanging over them like an omen of doom.  The end of their tail trailed through holographic images of flora from different planets across the galaxy, but they hardly paid attention to the gleaming display all around them.  They held their head in their hands, and did not look up, even when holographic rain began to pitter patter ...

"So- this is where you grew up, huh?" Woodland said, trying her best to climb a near vertical cliff face up in the mountains of Rekes. She had seen a small plant growing up against it, and was determined to make her way up to grab it.   Blikk had a small smile on his face as he watched her small struggle. "Yea. I've lived here pretty much my entire life. Of course, lately I've been exploring the world but-" he shrugged. "If you'd like, you can use me as a stepping sto...

               Tough pebbles crunched under Erist’s feet, slicked from recent snowmelt. The sky was colorless and overcast, the foreboding sense of oncoming rainfall hanging in the air. He looked ahead along the trail at his party: Veldet seemed enraptured playing “eye spy” with Nepeto, who was enjoying a free ride on the draconic tark’ees head, then ahead of them was Deidra. The onyx belemoid was the eldest of the four, she seldom travelled far from the colony, but this...

After finishing their lunch, Nathalia revealed the next location. A grove of seemingly ancient trees hugging one of the mountain sides. She had explained that these trees were renowned for their flexibility and strength. The trees, towering and majestic, seemed to touch the sky.   "These trees have stood for centuries," Nathalia said, her voice full of wonder. "They provide excellent wood, but cutting them down would mean it can never be harvested again, It'd take cen...

     Jhenigi sank gratefully into the lake, the cool water a welcome relief from the oppressive heat and humidity of an early Geshem day.  Their surroundings were unfamiliar, and the weather uncomfortable, but it beat crawling around after Nauxha, relying on some strange chirping device to tell them if their next steps would send them plummeting into a hidden crevasse and to their deaths.      Their current o...

     A cold wind blew from the north, piercing straight through Nauxha’s thick fur and chilling her.  She sat alongside the other adults from her tribe, watching an elaborate ceremony unfold before them.  A muscular bull was decorated in the colours of their people, accompanied by a few similarly-dressed attendants.  He was speaking to them, words which had been ...