Events

Josephine had returned to the beach once again. The rainbows that danced across the sky, caused by the sun hitting the numerous droplets of water suspended in the air after the downpour of rain, were ever so beautiful. She had to come down and see it again. It was hard not to stare in awe. The waves roared as they crashed over themselves before dissipating into the shore, adding to the peaceful setting. She closed her eyes, breathing in the salty sea smell, ting...

Cove looked up from his place sunbathing on the rocks by the shore. The days upon days of rain had put a damper on his lazy beach days and he'd spent more time sheltering from the rain or diving under the ocean than he might have otherwise. It had been alright, but he preferred the sunshine. A few drops of water splashed across his muzzle from the waves but he paid it no mind. He lifted his head, ears flicked forward. Someone was coming. His face softened as he ...

The morning after the traps were set, Horacio returned to the carnival grounds, eager to see what the day had brought. His long ears perked at the sound of small howls and he found himself amongst several Isomara looking down at the sprung trap, a tarp and a few small bits of debris, hiding what had been caught.  “It worked!” he cheered. He moved forward to remove the tarp that was covering it, only for Thyme to ...

Thyme had once again gathered the Isomara involved in the investigation. As it turned out, there were no further lightning strikes since everyone had been on watch, instead howling had been heard during the strong winds. Thyme vowed to stay on the case and get to the bottom of things, asking for more volunteers to help repair the broken stalls and set up traps, suspecting it might be some sort of animal. Horacio wasn’t sure what to think, but he was determined...

Horacio—or Race as his friends like to call him for love of racing, not that he had many of those—took in the carnival grounds. The atmosphere wasn’t as exciting, colourful or loud as many would have preferred it to be. A sombre mood had taken over those still milling around, rumours of things being knocked over, games being messed up and even stalls being pushed over, not to mention the odd marks of lightning strikes without anyone having seen any lightni...

The following morning after they agreed to help out at the fairgrounds, Aporro and Paradoxus found themselves returning. As… unusual and cruel as it was, Aporro’s trap seems to have caught the culprit of the lightning strikes! And what should the two have found, as Thyme called them both over… but a small, shivering, frightened animal. Of the trap’s bait, it seemed to be most interested in the boar meat… which was lucky for everything that wasn’t itself, as that was what wa...