Foraging

                The sounds of the ocean in the distant summer day, coupled with the warmth of the sun and the crying of the gulls, was enough to lull any creature into relaxation. It was blisteringly hot, nor was the gentle breeze even a tad bit cold. All together it was perfect, a perfect summer day on Isle Kela.                 Maybelle couldn’t help but yawn and shake her head afterwards, a desperate attempt at staying awake. She had been walking both...

Early spring was upon the Kaima Archipelago, the chilly morning air was full of mist in the marchland of Isla Kela as two shuno and a dacen wandered about together. The sun could barely penetrate the thick, white clouds, but some light still managed to escape and shine upon the trio. The mostly pale but dark accented Lance let out a sigh as he shook his neck, temporarily ridding himself of some swamp flies and mosquitoes, though they quickly returned by the time his scaly skin was no longer i...