Adventure

The birds of the Dead City greeted the rising sun with their enthusiastic trills and chirps, like they were serenading the star into orbit. Nox always enjoyed waking up to that sound and he wondered if the little birds thought they were the ones putting the sun in the sky every morning. He hoped they did, they deserved the ego boost for being at the bottom of the food chain. He stretched, his feathers fanning out as every inch of him tensed and relaxed, waking h...

Swavelli and Seffe both loved the beach, though she knew it was for different reasons. Swavelli was built for diving and fishing, and would spend hours at a time wading and swimming, sometimes hunting for fish but other times just for pleasure. The water slid gracefully off of her scales when she came back onto land, which combined with the hot sun meant she got dry almost instantly. Seffe was another story. He was up for splashing around in the shallows, and investiga...

The long rays of dawn spilled into the streets of the main urban area of Isla Kela. While most of the island was gradually coming to life as the sun rose, the city remained still, save for the rustling of the plants in the breeze. The plant life of the island had made a valiant effort to swallow the concrete in their years of abandonment but the structures of man had been built to last. Still there was enough cover to create dappled spots of light in the alleywa...