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Appy, comfortably perched on a rather large rock, carefully cleaned her grey feathers. She took her time – keeping her feathers in good condition was a very important task, especially in winter, when the female's wings constantly had to contend with snow, low temperatures and strong gusts of icy wind. The young tapejara's thoughts kept returning to her last encounter with Flambé, and every memory of that name sent a pleasant thrill of excitement through her. Appy had not only proven...

Winter had well and truly arrived in the archipelago, bringing with it changes to the landscape and the lives of its inhabitants. The climate on the islands varied dramatically depending on the specific location, so the arrival of winter looked completely different in various parts of the islands - coniferous forests were covered with a thick layer of snow, mountain lakes froze to the bottom, and volcanic wastelands turned into glaciers sparkling with a frosty glow. However, some places, su...

 The carnival was in full swing, adding a touch of colour and joy to the rather gloomy winter season on the islands. The ubiquitous red flags and colourful banners inviting eager patricipants to various carnival-related events made Appy truly excited. The female often landed somewhere near the most interesting decorations, watching the busy dinosaurs at work with delight. Sometimes, when she chose to make her observations late in the evening, in addition to the busy reptiles, she could als...

A small, brightly coloured bird lowered its flight and landed on a branch. The thin, young branch bent slightly under its weight, moving like a spring. With a quick, almost automatic movement, the bird cleaned its feathers with its beak and then uttered a few melodious sounds. It had bright red feathers, which formed a characteristic crest around the top of its head, contrasting sharply with the blue-grey background of the winter forest. A male Red Cardinal.   Deadnet...

A sudden gust of wind brought with it an unpleasant feeling of cold. The cold nipped at Mesa's muzzle, irritating her sensitive eyes. Snow had been falling steadily since morning, covering the ground with an ever-thickening layer. Tiny snowflakes also fell on the female's skin, initially without any impact - they melted immediately upon contact with her body - but eventually they triumphed and formed a thin white layer on the parasaurolophus' back. Mesa sneezed loudly, shaking off the snowy b...

Barbatus looked at the female with undisguised interest. She was undeniably striking – a veritable riot of colour, shimmering before his eyes in various shades of brown and grey. Both her head and tail were crowned with impressive plumes, reminiscent of the feathers of birds of paradise. Her colourful feathers were speckled with white freckles, similar in appearance to tiny snowflakes. The female's eyes were olive-coloured, contrasting with the grey of her muzzle. And those piercing eyes - ...