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Kronos wasn't quite sure how he wound up with a buddy in this maze of rainbow shyll, but he certainly wasn't complaining, the kadin seemed kind, a large fantail ryno, a pinkish tone much like him. He smiled warmly at her and nodded up at the sky, the sight of a large flock of birds overhead adding to the serenity of the maze. It was a nice quiet getaway from the loudness of the rest of the carnival, that was for sure. --- Calyx was grateful for the company, quiet though he was. Around her, shyl that seemed to tower to the sky made her dizzy, and the scent of roses was making her dizzy. The stranger was looking at the sky, and she paused, following his gaze. Birds? Pretty birds, some local starlings, she thought. "Think they can lead us out?" She asked curiously. "We can't really leave clues for our selves, and I'm all turned around." --- He paused at her question and smiled gently, a little shake of his head. He pointed at himself with his tail and nodded. He could lead them out

“Would you stop hiding your handsome face behind that hood King?” A gorgeous white fantail with shimmery soft yellows that mimicked the appearance of sunlight spoke up. He nudged the heldyr/hibridi hybrid beside him and chuckled when he was met with a hand running through his frill. “Handsome isn’t the word I’d use to describe this face Bard.” King was uncertain, he hadn’t been to an event like this in quite some time, and while not so long ago he’d be eager to attend something like this, now he was subdued, anxious and uncertain, but his best friend had insisted, and it had been so long since he’d done anything like this, so long since he’d seen Bard even that it hadn’t taken too much convincing. “Well handsome is the word I’ve chosen and I’m sticking to it, now come on look!!” He gripped the others cloak and tugged him towards a booth selling beautiful handmade jewelry that shone with all sorts of colors. “These are gorgeous!” He gasped out. Bard hummed in agreement. “They are

“Remind me why I followed you here all the way out here again?” A lintosi toa spoke to his companions, his pelt was reminiscent of the inside of a shiny blue geode, brilliant blues mixed with cloudy webbing made him quite the striking individual. Beside him, a more subdued looking but no less handsome toa huffed. “Because Andromeda needed a favor, and besides, we’re getting paid for this as well…” His expression twisted into one of discomfort. “Though, remind me...why do we have to trek through this hellish place Andromeda?” The brilliant galaxy colored phoenix turned her gaze behind her, eyes narrowing. “Because theres a caravan here selling a very rare type of potion I’m in need of. They always make a stop here to gather mithril and I want to reach them before they get to a more populated area and run out of said potion.” She spoke as if that was answer enough for dragging them along, for Des it was, for Amihan? Not so much. “That doesn’t explain why you need us to come along.”

“Sparkle…” The soft frightened tones of her brother reached her ears, and she looked behind herself. “Speak softer Patch, we can’t let the grownups know we’re leaving...if they find out then…they may stop us from finding Smiles.” They were young, far FAR too young to be leaving the pack, in fact, the two fluffy cubs had only recently weaned off their mothers milk. They were also stubborn and determined...and when one of the only members of the pack aside from Jolly that acknowledged their existence had left...Sparkle had made the decision that they would be leaving too. “After all, she needs us!! What if something happens to her and we aren’t there to save her!?” Patch seemed to understand then, but his eyes looked worried. “...what if that happens to Jolly too? What if SHE needs us to save her?” Sparkle paused, turning to face her brother. She stepped closer to him and pressed her cold nose to his, something she often did to ground him when she sensed he was getting too scared.

"You know..." A handsome ketucari shifted into his heldyr/hibridi form spoke to his companion, also shifted into a different form. "I didn't use to take the time to appreciate things like this...I still struggle with it sometimes, just letting myself be happy, letting myself take in the beauty of the world around me." He smiled and winked at Andre. "Or the beauty of who is around me." He brushed his fingers along the gorgeous shimmering rainbow of shyll, the maze was peaceful, beautiful, and it had Raph in a truly wonderful mood. ~~ André threw a half hooded gaze towards his companion. His human form still was somewhat foreign for him. He didn't use it often. But he liked feeling this - light and agile? Well, not agile. His Ketucari from was more agile and strong but as human he could use his hands way better, without getting to walk on them and get dirt all over them again. "That is a shame." He smiles. "The world has so much beauty to offer. This is definitly a good example..." He

Something was wrong, the sharp metallic scent of blood hit Raphael’s nose, making his lips pull back in a deep visceral snarl, even in his hibridi form his snarl looked terrifying. Something was WRONG, something dark and twisted was near, and it had his hackles raising. He’d just been hunting, fresh qarilope tied and bagged in his satchel. He’d been heading to the city, to go to his apartment to cook it, he slung the bag more consistently over his shoulder and scanned the horizon. There was a darkness near, a cruel twisted soul, and he could tell something...someone, was being targeted by it. His brow furrowed, shoulders rolling. He could ignore it, could move on, not get involved in some crazy fight yet again. A soft sigh tore from him as he dropped his back and cloak, he rolled his shoulders again, a loud popping and tearing sound coming from his as he unfurled his main set of wings. Then again...protecting others was simply in his nature. He took off towards the scent, the

They were heroes once. She’d had a pack, nay, some would say, an ARMY, heroes who made it their goal to take down the cruel, the heartless...the evil. They succeeded nearly every time, until that fateful day. That fateful day their arch enemies struck. Rairakku sent his general, his son, and his best soldiers...and surprised them in the night, attacking them in their own home, slaughtering everyone, stealing their cubs, killing the ones they couldn’t bother to carry. Barely a soul escaped that massacre. The Night Of Red...she calls it. She still remembers him, the Prodigy, his golden pelt soaked with blood, the limp body of her cub crushed between his jaws, they had met eyes, and Scarborough had known, truly, what it felt like to BREAK. Even with the stranger that had run in to aid them, they hadn’t stood a chance. They had lost. Everything she had fought for, everything she had LIVED for, gone. She didn’t know how many had made it out, there were so many bodies, the corpses

The sun was warm as it cascaded over the plains of messus, a toa was laying on his belly, head resting on his folded paws. A look of melancholy was upon his face, even sunning on these rocks weren’t cheering him up today, his harpy frill bounced as he lifted his head, hearing something behind him he quickly shot to his paws, tail rigid and raised behind him, the inferno along his amber warm pelt seemed to glow in response to his sudden agitated state, ears pinned back. “Who's there?!” He demanded, bright green eyes flickering side to side, unable to spot what could have made that sudden sound that broke the gentle silence of his midday sunning session. He heard a muffled curse, then the ruffling of feathers as a figure scrambled up the rocks beside him clumsily. “Hi, sorry sorry!! Didn’t mean to startle!” Their voice was soft, kind, and Saturn's hackles lowered just slightly. “I was just lookin for a place to warm up! I may have stumbled into the river earlier tryin to nab myself a