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6409: Raya

It was the perfect night for a raid. Atlantis was in a state of unrest, and in Wolf’s eyes there was no better time to strike. The pack had spent the last couple weeks hiding out in one of the many undersea tunnels that connected the islands to Atlantis; this particular one was decrepit and clearly not in use often. The ideal place to scheme.   W...

Three cryos stalked through dense jungle.  A tapejara scout had reported finding a seedling depot in this area, and Mocker, Tumbler, and Shepherd were on a mission to destroy it. While seeds were hard to detect and difficult to destroy, they took time to sprout and spread the influence that Atlantis wanted.  Seedlings, while fragile, had already skipped past that first step and were ready to be replanted and rapidly...

Haze stumbled through the jungle, he’d strayed down here after following an Oviraptor. He’d never seen a place like this before and the blue light filtering down from above set him ill at ease. Looking up he watched as fish danced around sending shimmers toward him. Returning his gaze to the thick jungle around him he gulped. He was lost, the panic of being in a strange place and not knowing how to get home began to set in. Flustered now and stumbling aroun...

The trip through the jungle was exhausting. Mud was everywhere, the ground constantly damp no matter where one put themselves. Sometimes the ground underneath them would suddently shift to soft sand, almost causing one of the larger parasaurs to loose their footing and fall. And above all, the plants were a huge obstacle. Seemingly innocent and normal, when you got too close jagged thorns in a mockery of a mouth would snap and clamp and tear off clunks of feathe...

The tunnels were horrible. Ignis did not consider it an exaggeration, or a lie, or anything else. They were one of the worst things he had ever encountered on the islands. They were cramped, and musty, and the airflow was horrible. The three flyers were struggling to even fly down it, and had resorted to walking at one point as the dead air pushed against their wings.   Ebon and Jay were ironically much better...

They had followed the directions given to them by the oviraptors. The three had had a long talk about whether or not they were supposed to actually go out on an adventure together. It was safe back in the warehouse with all their little and big duckies. Out here it was dangerous and new. But after talking about it during the entire night the two raptors and the sucho had decided that they were ready for an adventure. They could always return home again in case i...