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Although the chill was still in the air and snow was still thick on the ground, it was a particularly bright sunny day that almost made it feel like spring was right around the corner. Mistletoe was personally glad that that was not the case. Winter was her absolute favorite season, no contest, and while she enjoyed the warm sun on her skin she still was happy to keep enjoying more snowfall before the seasons changed. Her days were made more interesting by the f...

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...

Blitz was down on his luck, to say the least. Not that his luck had ever run good, but it had somehow gotten worse as of late. That was about to change though, he could feel it. That feeling might have just been his stomach though. He’d heard rumors of a carnival going on, some kind of party with food and games. He was interested in the food. Between the winter and the war, food had started getting a little dicey. Especially for old lone bulls like him. He’d gotten by for a little while ...

The festival was a lively, curious, cheerful atmosphere with fascinating displays that had been in place long before the archipelago residents came to show off their skills or set up games for the islanders to play. It was loud, with laughter and joy filling the air as dinosaurs conversed amongst themselves, cheered for victors of the various games that were littered throughout one wing of the museum, and gasped in awe at some of the more daring displays of tale...

“June, this is amazing!” Flycatcher chirped. Her feather crest raised excitedly as she spoke, and there was a bounce in her step as she walked. It felt like every direction they turned, there was something more to see - because there was. Once they had made it past the food vendors outside (the cooked meat that they were serving was strange, but it really was delicious), the...

Flying high above Isla Kela, a black and tan trope looked out amongst the scrubland before him. The winds were calm, perfect flying weather, which the old pterosaur was thankful for. As he cut silently through the sky he spotted a dead tree along the shoreline of rainbow lake. Carefully flapping his large wings he settled upon its branched, which creaked and bowed beneath his weight.    Thankfully he wasn't as heavy as he used to be, his body now light and frail with...

Fearn walked the halls of the Court's main building with an encroaching sense of disgust. The Iguanodons had been so haughty and lording it over her and the other surface dwellers; she had expected their home to be less filthy! The clearing in the jungle that served as the court's main base of operations had been bad enough, the plants grew out of control and the nesting areas were in complete disarray, but the indoors were a different story entirely. Fearn wrin...

                “Isn’t it pretty, little flower?”                 Lotus gawked at the sight before her. She had been on this earth for all of a few months but in that time her mother had showed her a great deal. Spring made it easy to travel, keeping her warm as they wandered the isles but never too hot. There was food aplenty as they traveled, too. But Lotus had always been far more interested in the sheer amount of other children there were of so m...