Associated Gallery Posts in The Plains

Area inside Mireh
Wild lands owned only by the wind and the sky above.
Literature
Predict wasn't quite sure what he was looking at. ((In front of him was a large hole, muddy and slippery. Falling into it would mean quite the task in getting back out.)) Which meant that the belemoid was quite confused about the fact that several other Xunari were milling about, digging in the soft soil. He looked behind him, where Carus and Morgain were chatting with another Xunari- a Mirehi native called Issun. It seemed like the three were well occupied in their chat, not loo...
Investigation SCI-M2 I
By LostInProgres ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Trade] [PAYMENT] [CRUCIBLES OF CONSTITUTION] Setting up
By The-Lymantria-Project ・ 1 ・ 0
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Fibre Harvest
By Meander ・ 0 ・ 0
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[C1 A2] Lakeview Gamble
By Atmen ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Dawn led the way through the tall grass, her head high and her steps confident.  She had walked this path several times before, and knew it well.  The two whelps that followed her were slightly older, but less certain in the journey and willing to allow Dawn to guide them.  Hunter kept a close eye on the open grassland around them, her attention caught by birds soaring overhead or the whisk of wind on the grass.  Dancer watched the surrounding environment as...
The Case of the Concerningly Quiet Colony
By Wayward Station ・ 0 ・ 0
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Who Let the Plant Guy Draw Blood
By Wayward Station ・ 1 ・ 0
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Running Errands
By SleepyCanyon ・ 0 ・ 0
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C1.A2 Researcher
By Dendrary ・ 0 ・ 0
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Exchanging Information
By Forsaken's Hollow ・ 0 ・ 0
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The Bot Collector
By Forsaken's Hollow ・ 0 ・ 0
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The Journey Continues
By Forsaken's Hollow ・ 1 ・ 0
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Looking for News Among Fields of Gold
By Forsaken's Hollow ・ 1 ・ 3
Literature
Gallery post: A new friend and a missing whelp
As they approached the camp, Raucer could not help but notice there were plenty of friendly and not so friendly faces. Some of the Tsabhua and Belemoid they passed as they followed Farlow to his tent appeared crinkled with distrust for the outsiders, others tightened their grip on what appeared to be tools and weapons as they were carefully examined as they walked on. Others, however, had a smile and a wave along with a greeting as they busied themselves preparing for the nights encampment. ...
A new friend and a missing whelp
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
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Forgotten Memory, or Something Erased?
By Miraki ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Trade] Dancing at Sunrise
By Snip's Pinnacle Point ・ 3 ・ 0

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