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Spring had a habit of sneaking up on you when you lived on Isla Kela. Pera was the temperamental sister, her seasons charging in and out like thunderstorms, but Kela was softer, subtler. It seemed like the snow melted millimetre by millimeter until one morning you woke to an explosion of colour and sound as the world began to wake up again. Amaryllis described it as the season ‘sneaking up’ on her, or at least that continued to be her excuse year on year as ...

Every winter, the islands were captured by snow. There were constant snowstorms - days turned to weeks to months. Eventually, on a particular evening, the snow had stopped. Dirch felt as though winter was finally coming to an end. He was taking a nice nap before he could feel small flakes falling onto his crest once again. It was back. This time, softer.  ...

Fern and Spice hatched from a pair of eggs in the same nest, though they knew they weren’t siblings, the attentive Utahraptors who had claimed their eggs treated them as such. Fern and Spice were currently exploring along the outer part of their denning area, the wind whistling in the grass, Fern’s darker yellow feathers blended in best (in her opinion), to the grass as the pair played a rough game of ‘what is the most interesting thing you can find’....

Cassidy couldn't stand the cold. Ever since she was a hatchling the cold stung her nostrils and made her sneeze, froze her feathers together until they either dropped out or she held them close to her chest to heat up. Not to mention the way her toes and fingers blistered against the touch of the ice, turning cold and dry in an instant, making the skin crack and bleed in some cases. She hated the cold and everything that came with it, the snow, the ice, the hibe...

Raspberry snapped into action, retrieving the next set of ingredients behind them. The main attraction was the long yellow fruit sitting on top of the basket, and Alkonost raised one of them to the crowd. "Banana," she declared. "Banana!" the audience cheered in response, swept up in the theatrics of this bizarre culinary display. Cheron had to look around in amazement, he ...

    Most exhibits in the natural history wing of the museum had assembled quite a crowd by the time the sun set on the first day of the Lunar Festival. Unlike the aviation wing, there were no pre-assembled stands and games to keep the attendees occupied, instead the halls had been filled by performers the day before, staking their claim on various places that suited their needs. By the time the trio arrived, most places had already been taken by extremely enthusiastic go-g...

Kaiwi let out a long breath around the fur in his mouth as he finally felt the cow stop kicking. They were always a difficult hunt solo, but the meat was more than worth it. He let the neck drop to the ground and rolled his jaw, shaking the stiffness from it after locking down for so long. He was about to slash open the gut with his claws when a loud voice interrupted him and set his feathers on edge. "Hey there, budd...

A trio of fliers rest on the wing of a suspended plane, watching the noise and movement below.  The largest, a brown and tan tropeognathus named Morrow, tilts her head.  “I’d kind of like to try that apple bobbing game,” she comments. “We’re here to report, not for fun,” Alula, the gray and red tapejara, corrects.  “Bird’s eye view, remember?” “We’v...