[ b]Wraiths[/b ] Habitat: The Glow (subhabitat of the Evergreen Forest) Classification: Ethereal Hunting Preference: Nocturnal (or any time in which it is dark). Den: During the day, one can find them lurking in Deep caves. At night, they roam freely. Wraiths are being made entirely of a shadowed mi...

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Fun fact: Though Naira could not drown, she could ' drown '. Treasing water was a favorite pastime of her's, but faltering to the endless abyss was not. A reaver could take on water and sink to the depths, not reviving until their body was retrieved. Similarly, they could dissolve into atomic partic...

"Uhhhhhhhhhh ... " Her eyes glassed over and she looked beyond Pang. Not finding her answer there, Windra glimpsed over her shoulder. To an fro, round and round. "Not really sure? I was here. Before. I think. But ... I was also in a city?" Her tail coiled about her waist and she...

(( :banana Accepted :banana )) The reptile acknowledged this unusual plea with a passing glance at the offered arm. She really did not know what to make of this unusual situation but ... an offer was an offer right? Fresh meat was delectable. She was a connoseiur, after all. "This is ... not e...

"If'n thass th' are, what're ya still 'ere get?" grunted Hookbeak. Ge preened his wounded feathers, hissing vulgarities under his breath. "Said ya dun wanna get crushed but what th' hell ya gonna accomplish by not even takin' he shot?" With a hiss, the cormorant-headed chimeric ...

Above the dim roar of thunder came the howls of monsters. Dozens. Hundreds. More? They flooded in from tge Evergreen, driven by a singular urge shared by the multitude. Those that wisped through the walls recoiled back when drawing close to candlelight. One small flame would be nothing but an irrita...

The wolf did not stir for a very long time. Initially, the clarity on whether the creature would survive at all was hazy at best: fragile and tenuous. Shallow breaths would shudder, halt. Tense seconds felt like minutes until sporadic rasps exhumed relief. Bloodied jaws, with pale gums cut and fangs...

Naira vanished back to her room. Maybe it was time to start making/hoarding clothes for people who might stumble upon the cabin looking worse for wear. She wondered if the village was still up and running. Could she purchase some garbs? Huh, maybe she could bargain a trade with Juno since her telepo...

Looking for a second meal wasn't quite the agenda, but Windra was considering a side for her current delectable delight. Or a dessert. Either or. Flailing limbs caught her eye, a shriek confirming what she'd witnessed. The Utahdragon's long black tongue lapped whatever stray crustacean blood lingere...

The raptor/dragon thing snapped back and shot out a partially feathered hand. Wings on either wrist did nothing for flight but wonders for showing off. "Windra!" she thrummed proudly. "But you can call me Wind. Dra. Yep, don't actually have a nickname set up for myself. And welcome to...

"Well if we ain't trapped, then we jes gotta convince 'em to make us big!" Hookbeak snapped. His feathers flared and, despite the injury to his wing, they spread wide behind him. For such a scrawny creature, his wingspan was actually pretty impressive. "O' course, when I say convince...

Once she managed to scramble back to her feet, Naira made the hasty decision to tie down anything of value. What was the poont of going on some fetch quest if the item in question sank to the bottom of the sea? Luckily there was loose rope amongst her little cache of items. With time against her, sh...

Naira stepped into the living room several times to check on Entropy. The felcaeri was out cold - from either exhaustion or alcohol or both. After her third trip in (and second cup of tea), the reaver stealthily removed the towel and tossed it into a basket of stuff-to-be-washed. When the half-drago...

Time lapsed. Minutes or hours or ... not days. No. Not yet. But there was no way to really tell. This part of the cave was lit only by dim candleflame. Dancing embers cast moving shadows upon the walls, taunting with their slow tango. Silence was to be had initially. Shattering it were periodic scre...

If he had teeth, they'd be grinding. "Are ya f@ckin' kiddin' me ... " The gryphon was suddenly pushing past the pirate, leaping and rebounding off the ropes. Claws tore through soft soil, beyond the broken glass and smashed stadiums. There were a few (many) times when he stumbled over his ...

The stranger was undetected. Windra could neither small nor hear from under the churning waves, and if she could ... Well, there was no actual cause for alarm, was there? Shr only had sharks to worry about right now, and she was far too inland for them to be much of an issue. The hybridized beast ki...

"I mean, western's in my blood too but blegh ! I prefer red meat myself." The half-breed waved a dismissive hand, offering a slight smile overshadowed by disgust. "Nah. Nah, thanks, you keep it. I get it - some of you dragons need to eat them to keep up the health and shine of your s...

"Safe fer them ta let us ... ," grumbled the gryphon under hissed breath. Black and white plumes rose aloft, irritation fixated on the very way his claws dug into the ring to pull himself from the hole. Hindquarters clawed and shaped like a feline's but with the coarse skin of a striped s...