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The skies over Isla Kela were a deep grey with the thick plumes of clouds lining them in lockstep rows that blotted out all light from the supposedly full moon. Cassia paced nervously as he looked upwards, internally cursing the sky for ruining his plans before they had even begun. Atlantis was a strangely oppressive environment and he was glad he had decided to take Wollemia to the surface for this; he just wished for better timing. As he awkwardly kicked the d...

The wind was howling, leaves were being torn from the trees and branches rained down from above. The rain pelted anything below it with such force it felt like hail stones. This storm had been the wildest of the season and it was no time to be out and about. Creatures sheltered in logs, caves and overhangs. There were some stragglers struggling to find a place to hide from the weather, among  them was Kyrien. As the rain smashed down on the leaf litter around h...

Tiramisu was sulking. He would deny it until his final breath if pressed but he was truly in a sulky mood, dragging his feet along behind his packmates. He had little sway in the group when the girls agreed on something, and he really had no choice but to cave to democracy and follow them. The last time he had tried to strike out on his own he got bullied by an older raptor and his prey had slipped easily from his claws. Ignoring the fact entirely that his ‘pr...