SolkarOfRavnica

Poulet had grown quite a bit since he first came to the ashlands and built himself a home. Unfortunately that meant that had needed to continuously upgrade and enlarge that nest though. Which had been a little annoying, but at the same time…he was now one of the largest creatures roaming the area from what he had seen and most smaller predators tended to scatter or make themselves scarce when they noticed his presence before he had to figure out how he was going to get away. He still wasn’t confident in his combat effectiveness, even with the over long weaponized claws his species was known for. Glancing ruefully at them now, he noticed that the vibrant blue stripes that had started coming in a month or so ago were really bright now. And has stretched all the way up to where his feathers started on his hands. He wondered if that was as far as they would go, or if they would turn any of his purple hued feathers blue too? And what about the stripe on his head? He could see some of it

Helena had stuck around for the past couple weeks, longer than she had planned initially, but no one seemed to mind. Blodhundur had invited her to stay if she wanted. Her and Cho both. She just needed to decide if that was what she wanted. She did miss her old herd, and… well she was pretty sure there weren’t alot of other herds in the valley like her old one in so many ways. Blodhundur’s herd might be the only one so similar to her former one in fact. And Cho was having a wonderful time playing with the other foals even though they were all at least a little older than the blue spotted filly. Okuungar, Svikja, and Galdur were all expecting too though, so there would be even more young foals for Cho to grow up alongside soon enough. She should stay. Even if not for her own sake, definitely for Cho’s.  She sighed in relief, she hadn’t even noticed the weight that had been hanging over her until that moment she decided to stay. There would be safety in numbers, and joining Blodhundur

Svikja hadn’t thought she wanted a bit of a break from the herd, but she had to admit with just the four of them things were more peaceful. There weren’t foals running amuck under hoof, though to be fair most of them had grown a good bit and calmed down some now. Or grown enough that they decided to strike out on their own. She sighed, soon there would be another 3 loud and energetic menaces running around. One of which would be her’s. That mysterious spotted stallion had been so charming though.  “Are we going anywhere in particular love?” Salvator spoke up from the back of the quartet. He had tagged along at Blodhundur’s insistence and Galdur’s request. Svikja was of the opinion that she and Okunngur should be more than enough protection in and of themselves, but then again…expecting foals and all that.  The silver maned mare at the head of their little procession smiled at the grullo stallion, “Only where the wind takes us.” “That mare over there seems familiar.” Okunngar spoke

The trio of nemeions had been exploring for hours. Naenia had pulled some remarkable bits out of the little geode like chamber Byron had helped her vault into, and Lavinia had dug up some interesting chunks of ore. They would need to sort through everything outside the cave later to determine what was actually of use or value before making their respective treks home, but first they wanted to go a little deeper. They were already in the deepest part Lavinia and Byron had been to so far, and they had already been here once before now. Lavinia had taken a bit of a break while Naenia investigated the small crystal room only she could fit into, so she had plenty of energy to continue the search. Byron had scouted ahead just a little and found another labyrinthian tunnel plunging ever deeper into the earth.  All together again now in the chamber, they set their marching order as Naenia in front, then Byron, then Lavinia. Byron had protested not being in the lead in case of danger, but the

Harmleikur followed the trail he had picked up near the volcano deeper and deeper into the earth until he had found this new place. The one oviraptor he had found called it Atlantis, and tried to convince him he should turn back. But why would he do that? He hadn’t been deterred from delving into the depths of the labs his family had raised him in despite their dire warnings. The hostile dacentrurus and massive acrocanthosaurus hadn’t managed to kill him, so surely this new adventure wouldn’t either. And he was bigger now than he had been then, so he should be even more qualified now.  The first thing Harmleikur noticed was the flora. The farther he went the more unfamiliar things became. Here and there he noticed familiar plants. Some of the kudzu that the oviraptors had been seeding was flourishing in places, but most of it was completely new to the young albertosaurus. It was a good thing he didn’t need to eat them. He chuckled at the thought, but he did seriously wonder what down

Lavinia trotted up to the, by now familiar, cave entrance. She had continued to drag Byron back to the place and further embellish the shrine she had erected to Hades there. And, as they had learned last time, there was far more to explore inside than first glances had suggested. And maybe there would even be other entrances around if they dared to look? All in all, Lavinia was excited to get back to their delving. All at once Byron had leapt ahead of her and was snarling at the cave mouth. The quick movement of her companion had startled her a little, but she recognized her companion's massive fluffy form quickly and only flinched a little. Cautiously she leaned around to peek at whatever had gotten him so worked up all of a sudden. Pearing from the cave entrance was a smaller, comparatively at least, regal nemeion the color of flame. And apparently the temper to match. Crouched low and with the fur along her spine ruffled, the other lion was bold enough to stand her ground when

Laius hadn’t been at the play hours ago, why would he have been? Kryptid had gone, drawn over to the spectral by the smell of cheap refreshments and the promise of some epic tale or other on grand display. So when the smell of blood hit the air, real blood, and the instant change of tone had sent spectators fleaing in all directions, Kryptid had been there to see it all. He just…wasn’t sure what exactly he had seen. And the officials weren’t too keen on getting too close to the itchy nemeion when they had so many other problems to deal with already.  Laius on the other hand had heard the commotion and cries of murder and found himself drawn over to the moonlight theater and alongside Kryptid. “What happened?”  The larger brute built nemion flicked an ear at the regal male’s words, “A play mostly. I can’t work out the rest. The one lady was singing some romantic lament or something, and all of a sudden that body was thrown from the rafters. He was on stage earlier too. Played the

Lavinia trotted along ahead of Byron. Sunrise wasn’t far away, but the stars were still out in force and the sky dark. It had taken them a while to work out how to get back to the cavern that Lavinia had started building a shrine to Hades in and where they had stock piled most of their loot, but after trial and error and a few instances of Byron carrying Lavinia up very steep and slick paths while she was really tired  they had managed it. Lavinia placed her shiny red crystal cluster as the shrine center piece, murmured a prayer and meditated a while with Byron at her side. Both for the sake of her faith and to recuperate some energy for the trek home.  It was a decent trek, and both lions were more than ready to get back home and take a nap. A light breeze danced around their ears, and Byron tilted his head and sniffed the air. He frowned, “Lavinia, stop for a moment.”  Familiar enough with her friend, light furred nemeion paused and turned a quizzical look on her much larger

Lavinia watched Byron extract another chunk of pretty rock from the side of the cavern  they had found from where she sat next to the things they had already collected to bring home soon. She needed a little bit of a break, she wasn’t near as big and strong as her long furred companion. But, more importantly she had noticed something fortuitous about the layout of this cavern. Directly opposite the entrance, just across from Lavinia’s spot, was a little natural alcove. Framed by naturally forming columns and stalactites, a little raised area was sort of recessed into the wall. There was more of the bioluminescent lichen and mushrooms around it too, casting a gentle blueish light to it. All in all it really would make an excellent little shrine spot for Hades.  Eyeing their pile of loot so far, Lavinia selected a piece and ferried it over to the alcove to arrange it. Then again, and again. Byron had picked up on Lavinia’s change in focus and started bringing her choice chunks of rocks

Lavinia looked around the dormant palace. With the exception of a few flickering lights in windows, or from distant patrolling guards, the courtyard was empty. Overhead a clear cloudless night sky was littered with countless silver stars and a low hanging full moon that made her pale albino coat all but glow in the darkness. Now was about as good a time as any to sneak out and have a look at the caves she had noticed the last time she was out. That time she hadn’t been able to explore them, Byron had convinced her it was a bad idea after already having spent the day wandering and exploring the terrain on the surface. He’d been right of course, she had been very tired by the time the entrance was located, but the allure of unknown loot was strong.  Thinking of Byron, where was he? Lavinia squinted and scanned the courtyard again. She hadn’t told him this was her plan tonight, but somehow he always seemed to know anyways. She sighed, he would join her shortly. Of that she was certain.