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The shadows are restless. Pyre can feel his own vibrating, and tugging at his body. It's slight, regular beps and aiti who are not attuned to the shadows like he is may not even be able to sense it.    He's old though and has seen and felt this forest change. He's visited many places, there's small things Pyre has noticed. Mostly the growth of the world and encroachment of humans. They are mostly respectful o...

It's the short of afternoon that only comes the day after a hard summer rain. The sun is high and the air is light and cool. There's a breeze racing along the desert floor making the shrubs dance. It's Orville's favorite type of day. It's not too hot or cold and that wind! Oh the wind! His wing frames catch that breeze and every time he leaps he can close his eyes and imagine he's soaring up to the clouds.    ...

It's Hana's first trip to these ruins. Honestly its many habapi's first time at the ruins. They had lost so much knowledge and magic. Now they're slowly reclaiming it all. Some willingly, some by firm encouragement and others due to curiosity. For Hana it feels like a duty and something she should do. Not necessarily something she wants to do for herself. If nothing else she can say it's a relaxation trip because the scenery here is gorgeous. The twigs, branches...

“So you’re saying we get to climb AND get rewards for it?” Orville asks excitedly. “And it’s high up right? Super high?”   Lita chuckles at his enthusiasm, “It’s all safe as possible of course. It’s not too high but it will be a challenge for all casa sonos participating.” The ambassador is always glad to see a fellow elkh interested in the sono races. Espe...

So… Orville has a superstition and it’s one he’s a bit embarrassed about. It’s normal to have habits and preferences on the order of things that are very specific he’s told himself. That doesn’t really make it better every time but it helps sometimes. When he was a fawn it was normal and okay. A lot of his friends talked about things like kicking the door jam before going to class or eating a cherry off a tree before they make a delivery for their pa...

The sono races are Orville’s first race since he moved to Matias. So he doesn’t have the most racing experience but he does lots of running. The cooler evenings in the desert are good for that. He gets plenty of exercise and his little casa sono legs are strong and sure. Climbing to new heights is his hobby, literally.  One day he’s going to travel to the mountain ranges to the south and climb the highest mountain he can. So the Casa Climb is gonna be a p...

Sage has a small collection of succulents, pretty rocks and pack blankets. It's nothing impressive but it's a collection that has been growing slowly over several years. A gift from his racing mentor and a looping agate from his fawn days crush. His most prized possession is his lucky blanket. It's the small back blanket it was wearing when he won his first race. It was a small local town race. Nothing fancy but it's a memory that will shine like the sun in his ...

The races have begun, and Orville is SO excited. The time has come to touch the sky! He's going to show everyone how fast he can scale the rocky cliffs. He grins to himself muscles coiled and springs​ up, easily clearing the gap between the rocks. Hardy little hooves hug the rocks, allowing him to speed up as much as he can. A small shower of sand and tiny rocks bonks off of O...

Pyre rears up and slams his thick hooves into the ground. Vibrations radiate outward made visible by his earth sense. The dragon stirs further, one eye sliding slowly open. Another stomp and Pyre reaches toward and inside the crystals. The corruption within writhes and fights but yields and resonates with his magic. He can't clear the corruption with his magic but he can make it quieter. Then maybe the great dragon will hear him better. His companions wheel in t...

Pyre closes his eyes. There’s calls for help and that the great dragon has been corrupted. Earthsense magic wells inside of him and he searches for the images from the crystals. There’s a well of emotions and he connects with an acquaintance that he helped travel across the continent previously. The great dragon looms in the vision, covered in corruption and the crystals Meridiasis curled around are dim with writhing eels of corruption magic. It’s time to ...

There’s no way Rayne could leave Miatias and it’s bepotelkh in need. The slow fade and corruption of power ravaging the land finally had a source. She was one of the bepotelkh to join the throngs trying to save their home. For months now Rayne had been helping those facing injuries as a result of the lands fade or the corruption itself. It had been such a brief time but such a terrifying one with the sky black no matter the time of day and those… creatures...

We last left off with our intrepid explorers in a bit of an uncomfortable spot. Sopping wet and standing fetlock deep in a gently flowing creek, Jun is not too happy at his friend laughing at him. Nor the unknown dangers that could be lurking under the shadows of the rocks or beneath the silt of the creekbed. Baltë, to her credit, is a daring and adventurous bep who doesn’t exactly weigh the dangers of her actions or the overall situation. As a racer she is u...

**”Are you sure about this Baltë? I know explorin’ sounds excitin’ but. Should plants look so… hungry?”**    The raicing sono glances over her shoulder and is greeted with the sight of her best friend standing with one hoof raised and his entire front half leaning precariously away from an overly large frond leaf. **”Jun it’s not gonna eatcha, or bitcha either. It’s a leaf and it’s green, n...

Naoshu is standing still for dramatic effect and questioning his life choices once more. It would seem he attracts small, fluffy and cute things. The soot balls are back home with Tianxing and so the walk to the beach has been quiet and pleasant. Perhaps a bit lonely as well but that feeling has evaporated now that he’s front and center for these Melody’s. Entertain my children he’s been asked. Well the Naoshu from a few years ago would’ve trotted right ...

Prose scampers through the grass. The sensation of the long leaves brushing against his fur is gentle and he giggles and bucks up his hind legs. Once he got his legs underneath him it was impossible to get the fawn to stop. The world is vast and the sun is so warm and there’s trees and… and flowers! Birds and animals and shroomkin! Not to mention the other aiti. There’s much for a fawn to see and learn and Prose seems absolutely determined to see as much o...

This beach is beautiful. The sun casts an almost golden glow across the sand no matter the time of day. Somehow, even with the wind and tides, there seems to not be nary a grain of sand out of place or a flopping piece of dead sea weed to be found. It’s… strange. Just enough so to tickle the part of Cypress’s mind that’s attuned to magic. This is a special place, full of power and overflowing with a magic that does not come from an aiti.  ...

These rocks are getting a bit close for comfort. Naoshu huffs and dodges yet another set of somehow very well aimed rocks. For being crazed and not listening to reason or anything he or those floating soot balls are saying, this Furcifer is surprisingly well in control of his aim. Whether fireballs or rocks kicked from the canyon walls, they never seem to land too far from where Naoshu had previously been standing. He’s going to come out of this with all new m...