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A monster! One that towered above not just her, but Rofaran as well. And Nellie was missing. Or well, so Kokoro thought. But as Nellie, or Nêr, speaks, Kokoro feels the fur on her back began to stand up. So there was a monster in these woods, and it was... Nellie? Kokoro backed up, feeling her paw slip on something. She briefly spares the glance down and wishes she didn't. An owlbear skull... the rest of the bones lay nearby, and they were... clean. Was the festival just an elaborate ...

"I really don't see anything," Kokoro murmurs after a bit, looking over to her compatriots. Nellie seems relieved, and Rofaran seems to agree. "We could go back early?" There was a note of hope in her voice--she'd love to spend the rest of the festival with Rofaran. "That's fine by me," Nellie offered with a smile. "We explore a lot but didn't see anything, I'm sure this is enough to help the others feel safer!" Kokoro gazed at Nellie for a moment. "You really don't need us to l...

Academy life was... difficult, in some senses. Nico loved to learn, of course, and especially to learn in an academic environment. The love of being educated was why he wanted to be a scholar in the first place, and the love of the academy's atmosphere only strengthened that desire. But it was rather difficult to be unable to attain the goal that everyone else had in the hatchling academy. He had been told early on that he wasn't going to be earning a halo. It wasn't an insult, and it ...

Nico had been given exceptional amounts of advice regarding his magic focus, but he'd be lying if he said he took the advice. Izar was a great friend of his, and he liked listening to Izar... but that didn't mean that everything he said was good. Especially when it came to advice regarding his magical focus. But then again, that might come from the fact that Nicodemus didn't care much about 'being predictable' like Izar was. He was going to be a scholar, and a scholar needed his tomes....

Nicodemus hadn't had a lot of time to himself as a hatchling, despite his lack of parents, he did have someone in his life who decided to take care of him from the moment they locked eyes. Izar had only been a little bit older than him when they were both hatchlings. The other elysiphim was confident and always had other hatchlings listening to him and trying to get on his good side for one reason or another. And yet, despite how much Nico tried not to bother someone who seemed ...

The two relax by the bonfire as they sip on their cider. Not many words are shared between them, but not many are needed. Her long, sleek feline tail swishes a bit restlessly as she sips. As the cider warms her from the inside, her movements become a bit more languid and relaxed. The stress of being 'lost' in the corn maze was now gone, and she just focused on the present. The fire crackled as the flames licked the wood in the firepit, sending embers up into the darkening sky. Her tail...

The sun falling perhaps would suggest a nearing bedtime--but not for the two adventurers on their date. The orange glow of the sun caught on Kokoro's halo, making it almost seem to glow. It gleamed on Rofaran's silky dark hair, making some strands appear orange as well. Fallen leaves in brilliant yellows and oranges littered the ground, Kokoro's paws pressing on them softly, while Rofaran's claws dug up the dirt underneath them slightly. The sounds of the crackling campfire guided thei...

"No, we're not lost, Rofaran," the smaller pink phim said, as believably as possible. "I mean, I know where we're going." The brown phim beside her snorts at that. She pauses, thinking for a moment. "And I kind of know where we are." "Really?" The voice of the taller phim beside her is clearly disbelieving, if a bit amused. "You know where we are, and where we're going?" "Yuuuup," she says, smiling. "It's just hard to get there because... it's a maze. And it's just sooooo fun to...

If Izar was going to grow up continuing his passion of trades and deals, he was going to need a place to make said deals. Going up to his fellow elysiphim and trying not to get caught wasn't exactly the most reliable in the long run- especially when he was dreaming of trading people out of some big treasure hauls instead of just a charm or an accessory. Obviously he couldn't make anything big yet, and honestly he'd much prefer a proper home in a populated area... but a few logs put tog...