Biology: To preface, the scientists of the Confluxery would like to reassure that, despite appearances, these half-breeds are not, in fact, blind. In fact, the truth is quite the opposite - they might be seeing considerably more in the light wavelengths than most other creatures. Aside the odd appearances of their eyes, the surface of their body is another odd anomaly. It is certainly organic, skin and fur and all such normal to organic creatures, yet the sheen and light glistening off of them seems nearly otherwordly. And the shine of things is likewise what they are attracted to, almost as if the very gleam of their own form makes them covet anything with a glint as theirs. While technically not the brightest of creatures they can be tricky at times, a built-in defense mechanism making them seem inert and unmoving. To new owners, this can be a cause of alarm, as they quite literally appear to be having no physical functions at all, not even breathing. This, however, is thankfully a ruse that the half-breeds prefer to use as defense as well as a playful aspect, for next to finding things which shine, the carefree nature often makes these creatures quite good companions, especially to small children. Once.. you get past the hollow eye thing, at least..
Well here they were, another day in the mines. Amelia had rested quite extensively over the winter, even though her body worked best for the cold months. The snow leopard mammalian was quite dusty as she wiggled her way through the mines, and dragging the abundance of supplies behind her didn't seem to aid her much. The faint light from the torch illuminated a small area around her, and she felt content with the spot she had chosen. There had been a notice saying that other miners would be spotted, which excited her greatly. Typically she didn't run into others. It wasn't that she was anti-social, it was just the lack of other people. She would see people when she would go out shopping for food or pet supplies, but it was never more than simple small talk. She felt an odd passion for mining, and she assumed it was related to the past she couldn't remember. Perhaps before she had been an avid miner. She had the supplies, and they seemed rather well used. Plus her small collection of gems and mining creatures helped push her to that conclusion. She had many pets, but unfortunately for her most of them were rather large. Big brutes did not exactly do well in small tunnels. So instead she brought a hatchling. Maggie was growing, but being that her breed originated down in the dark depths, she was more than comfortable regardless of her size. Her tail had began morphing into a club shape, and she was the size of a small dog. Her small wings didn't seem to be growing at the same rate as the rest of her body, but Amelia had noticed that the wing growth in females typically were related to their breeding. Since she had found this hatchling in the mines, it was safe to assume there had not been much tournament fighting in its past. See, Sarane had a certain confidence factor in order to breed. They would achieve this from winning enough battles. A few of her Sarane had been this way before, but with no battling having occurred for the past few years, they had little interest in breeding at this point. It didn't bother her, she was more than happy with the stock she had. But perhaps batting would add a level of excitement to her life that she didn't have before.
The hatchling chirped, which brought the mammalian back to her reality. Maggie had noticed something down one of the tunnels. But only a moment after she had seen something, the hatchling was now fascinated by something within their vicinity. Amelia set her cart down and adjusted the light. Opening her cart to see what she had brought, she pushed aside towels and food to get to one of her favourite tools - the pick axe. It fit smoothly in her paws, even though the handle looked as though it had been worn down by different hands. She squinted her eyes at the wall, and began to get to work. Maggie let out another squeal, and she began to sort through the pile of dirt that the mammalian was quickly creating. Rustling came from her cart, and a small half-breed stuck it's head out of the cart. It appeared that a certain somebody had snuck in with the towels and food, and Amelia had an extra help when it came to mining.
Leafy hadn’t planned on bringing Skulligan along with her on a trip to the mines. He was an inexperienced halfbreed and his alignment swayed dangerously close to the chaotic evil side. But when she had entered her kennel, he had pounced on her with sharp claws digging into her shoulders and he just wouldn’t let go. She didn’t let that break her plans though. Instead she had recruited her Orbaru halfbreed mining familiar for the now unconventional trip to the mines.
“If you get lost it will be your own fault,” she told Skulligan.
The Orbarune responded by digging his front claws deeper into her skin. Leafy wasn’t sure if she liked him very much. So far, his friendship had proven to be rather painful. Harmony was mild tempered and listened to Leafy and didn’t hurt her with sharp claws. As of now, she was the favourite pet on this mining expedition.
“I wonder where we should start. We could try for one of the more travelled areas. That would be safer for Skulligan. Or we can just disregard Skulligan and go for something unexplored. Because Skulligan is not supposed to be here in the first place,” she spoke aloud. “This is also the last chance for you to leave by the way.”
Amelia growled under her breath as a large rock fell forward. She stepped out of the way just in time for it to hit the ground and roll towards her cart. The mammalian stood as tall as she could. Unfortunately, snow leopards were on the smaller side of the large cats. She took after quite similarly. Depending on her stance, she was somewhere between four and five feet. Lean and muscular, her thick coat covered any sort of shapely body. As winter moved into spring she had begun to lose her winter coat. At this point most of her undercoat had come out, but it had been an ugly time trying to groom herself. She was still learning how to care for herself, and not knowing another mammalian like her did not help. She coughed as dirt fell forward, and cursed as it coated her knitted scarf. She pulled it off and shocked out the dirt, staring at her favourite garment for a moment before turning to tuck it into her cart. She was taken aback by the moving halfbreed that had found its way into today's adventure.
"How the hell did you get here?" A little chirp and the halfbreed crawled out of the cart and glided onto the ground. Amelia's scarf was amongst her other belongings, but now the traveler was a shock. A small wiggle and the halfbreed disappeared into the dark of the cave. Hopefully to return, Amelia still hadn't figured out how to handle a missing pet. The Thundergug halfbreeds caused quite a bit of angst, but a smaller creature presented it's own challenges. She rolled her eyes and turned back to her tool, perhaps to continue the boring job presented to her. Maggie had grabbed the fallen rock and was scraping her claws against the hard surface, creating an ugly sound. However, a voice stopped the scraping. Amelia stood in silence as she heard the sarcastic tone coming from a tunnel, but she struggled to make out the words. "Hey, looks like we aren't alone here." Maggie tilted her head and brought the rock closer to her. Footsteps echoed, and Amelia wondered if they were about to cross paths with another miner.
Skulligan sat up straighter from his perch on her shoulders. He appeared to sense something that Leafy couldn’t. Perhaps a wild creature had been here before they had. She grimaced as sharp claws dug into her shoulder while Skulligan flapped his wings in agitation. As they walked further into the tunnel, the Orbarune sat up straighter as though he was anticipating something. Harmony seemed about as expressionless as ever so the girl couldn’t read her body language to clue her in on whatever Skulligan might have sensed.
“Is there something here?” she questioned, her eyes darting around to try and see anything out of place. She didn’t see anything nearby which indicated that whatever Skulligan was reacting to must have been further ahead. As she observed the halfbreed’s body language, she noticed that he appeared more excited than agitated. Harmony on the other hand appeared indifferent. Leafy felt a touch nervous, but she figured it was worthwhile to continue. She could see that the tunnel she was walking down opened up further ahead. Whatever Skulligan was so keen on was certainly in there. Perhaps if it was a person, she should announce her presence. She hadn’t met anyone else in the mines before, but she had the feeling that she wasn’t alone here.
“Hello is there someone up ahead?” she questioned.
A voice was coming from the direction that the halfbreed had crawled towards. Well, Amelia couldn't let her pet wander off too much so it was probably better to follow that direction anyhow. Maggie chirped and looked up at her. Were they moving? Amelia huffed and brushed off a bit more dirt from her coat. "Alright, let's go see who's there." She tossed the rest of her stuff in her cart and nodded for Maggie to start moving down into the cave, where she heard the voice earlier. It was possible that the voice came from far away, but the mammalian had an idea that it wasn't coming from too far away. The cart was not light, and she tried to avoid travelling too much with it. However, leaving her pet to wander throughout the darkness alone was also not a great idea. Maggie lead the way as they dove into the cave.
The halfbreed found the trio first, peaking its head around a corner to find the vast opening that the humanish and crossbreeds were patrolling. It flapped its wings before moving closer to the trio. The humanish maybe had not see it yet, but the other halfbreeds must have noticed it's presence. Not to mention that there was one that was just like it. Amelia turned the corner to see her halfbreed waltzing down the mine, and noticed the silhouettes of others who were here. Finding someone in the mines was rare, it was such a large space with so many untouched tunnels that finding another explorer was not a common occurrence, but the mammalian was excited about the possibility of meeting a new person. She walked a little further before parking her cart. She waved and shouted out "hello! I see I am not alone here today. There's certainly enough treasures to go around." She smiled, her white teeth glistening in the dull light of the lantern. Maggie ran up ahead to the humanish, chirping and scratching at the ground near her feet. The halfbreed held back, noticing it's 'sibling.' Did it greet the other Obarune? Or stay back to protect itself?
Skulligan straightened his posture, his talons digging further into Leafy’s shoulders as he leaned forward. His eyes were fixed on the Sarane hen that had come over to greet them. He crooned in greeting, eager to meet the hen. He was torn between jumping down to greet the pretty hen properly and staying put so that she could admire his humanoid perch. Leafy hadn’t seen him this friendly before.
“Hello there!” she greeted back. “I’m Leafy! I take it you’re hunting for treasure as well! Though I’d never say no to a little monster hunting as well. Have you ever heard of the monster Cthulhu? Just think something as big as that could be hiding down here and we wouldn’t even know it!”
Leafy had never actually hunted down a real monster, but she wasn’t about to let this mammalian know that. The woman was pretty with glossy white fur and black leopard spots. It might have been a bit of a shock to see a leopard walking on two legs, but she was used to that sort of thing by now. Harmony on the other hand was enthralled with the mammalian’s mining familiar. They appeared to be from the same crossbreed family. The halfbreed stepped forward, a bit bolder than her sibling. Her nose twitched in acknowledgement and Leafy supposed that was about the only greeting her mining familiar was going to give.
(Harmony 0 3/5, 5 3/5 | Skulligan 0 3/5, 3 3/5)
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Twilight-Claw: I really, really love all the updates that have come~! <3
May 24, 2020 2:12:37 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: np!!! I hope y'all like it!
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Riku: What an awesome update, staff! Thanks for that! <3
May 23, 2020 12:06:52 GMT -6
Jack: All have been found!
May 23, 2020 9:53:27 GMT -6
Jack: Might want to be on the lookout for anything... odd
May 22, 2020 23:51:22 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: Yeah it’s definitely a coincidence but wow did it work out well for us! XD
May 22, 2020 6:43:27 GMT -6
Silver: I'm pretty sure that was just a coincidence, but it sure feels lucky!
May 22, 2020 2:07:09 GMT -6
Riku: So did you guys make this hosting switch perfectly RIGHT before pb broke? >.< Thaz crazy. It’s a huge relief and I’m very glad we’ve come to this. <3
May 22, 2020 1:41:01 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: It’s free up to a certain number of GB, which we haven’t hit yet.
May 21, 2020 6:46:33 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Is the site that is going to be used to host all those images also the type you'd need to pay for? (definitely noticed the broken images yeah. Photobucket feels like it is standing on its last legs. X3 )
May 21, 2020 0:13:57 GMT -6
Morgan: I'm just kinda nervous about them going down before things get moved over completely. It's prolly nothing to be worried about though. :3
May 20, 2020 22:13:15 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: Thank goodness we're moving out of there? XD
May 20, 2020 21:59:22 GMT -6
Renathan: Ugh, photobucket has the images broke again. x3
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