Wolfenru

Country air fills her lungs with that sweet heady smell that one can only really find outside the city. Chelleron’s first visit to the countryside in a few weeks, and she's loving every second of it. There’s a small cabin of sorts near a spring that makes a nice quiet getaway when she has time, like today. Her bag rests heavy and comfortable along her back as she unlocks the door into the cabin with a muffled clink, and within moments it’s on the chair near the door. She gets to work preparing the simple dwelling for her stay. It’s not until she gets to the wood pile that she realizes that she needs to replenish it. Oh well, she thinks, what’s one more task? Chelleron unpacks her bag, and inspects the room as she does so, looking for anything else she might’ve missed that it was in need of. It’s clean, if a bit dusty, but some things need a good shaking out, and she needs to replenish the dried herbs hanging from the roof. Within minutes she’s back out the door, going into the

Cider looks around the market at all the delectable ingredients they could use for the feast tonight. They wander among the stalls, grabbing things here and there, planning out what dishes they’d make, especially the desserts. Unfortunately, there were some key herbs that were missing. They take their haul back home and spread it out, before grabbing a harvesting basket. It takes only a few minutes for Cider to reach the forest's edge, everything smelled crisp in the way that only fall can. Leaves crunch under their feet as they make their way into the woods. They head towards the spot they normally go to for some key herbs, and is surprised to see someone else already there foraging the herbs. “Oh hello, I didn’t know someone else was coming to this spot. Sorry to disturb you,” Cider says and goes to leave for a different spot. The other rex turns around, “Oh no, don’t worry about it! I’m just gathering some herbs to use, the market didn’t have everything I was looking for today.

Leiroy moves along the shore towards the drop off. He looks around, hoping that he was the first one there. He doesn't see anyone else, especially one rex in particular. It’s not until he turns around a rocky outcropping that he sees that he was in fact, the second (and last) one to reach the meeting point. Ogenus lets out a bellow in greeting, and Leiroy returns in kind. He jogs the rest of the way down the beach, where Ogenus then thumps his back. “Ready to go down into the deep blue, Lei?” Ogenus asks with a grin on his face, already wading into the water. Leiroy lets out a bark of laughter, following him, “yeah, let’s go. Last one to the bottom gets dinner for the both of us!” Leiroy dives off the edge, using his arms and powerful tail to propel himself down as quickly as possible. He feels, more than hears, Ogenus dive in after him. Soon they both continue by the light of their halos, going down at a steady pace. Ogenus cracks jokes at Leiroy’s expense. Say, what do you call a

Tiamat wanders down the hallway, moving from one interesting thing to another. There’s just so many interesting things that she starts moving to the next one the moment she sees it, before even getting to the last one. The lights flicker in and out as she moves down the hallways, then one completely burns out. That’s when Tiamat notices the lights above the door next to her. She approaches it, wanting inside, when suddenly the door cracks open. Delighted, she pushes forward, nudging the door open. This new room is filled with so many interesting things! She zigzags across the room, trying to settle on one thing to look at, but sees something else that is just as interesting. She hears water dripping, and Tiamat’s entire body whips around following her head. Before her lies some old, half rusted fencing, but she’s able to squeeze underneath it. Before she wiggles out a bar comes loose, making it easier for her to stand up. She shakes the paint flecks off and waddles down towards the

He took a deep breath of the musty air and parsed through the scents that moved through the air. Young albertosaurus, old, with another adult. An adult albertosaurus far from his home level, in good health, but there was a tinge of blood in the air. Top sider utahraptor, adult, more recent, followed by two more. Together? Maybe. None that would make easy targets, all he’d have to track through the labs. Perfect. Easy kills were always nice, but a challenge? Those were welcomed. Let his prey have the false hope they could win against him; he’ll gorge himself all the same. Ares picks his way through the debris littering the halls with terrifying grace. Stone and crumbling walls, like the forests and leaves up above. His steps are quiet, easily brushed off as a whisper, or trick of the maze like hallways. Idly, he wonders about the objects here. The oddities pulling his mind from the ever present hunger inside him. One of the scent trails takes him through an old lab, with many features

Cider swims ahead of El to grab the bags from where they’d left them. They step into the warmth and air of the Dome, and the sensation makes them shiver with the sudden shift. The crab snaps its claws unhappily in the air. Close behind them came El, moving fluidly from the water to the open air of the Dome. Now standing firmly on dry ground, he holds out one of the scales to admire it in the simulated sunlight. “Oh wow, that shine is gorgeous. We should definitely go back to grab more,” he says, turning the scale over in his hands. “Definitely, I know a few artisans who’d love to work with something like that,” they say, admiring the scales in their own hands. “One bag each should do it, right?” he asks them, going through the small pile of gear. Cider nods their head, “Yeah, let’s bring the nets with us still, just in case we find anything larger. The bags here would be the best, they secure tightly and won’t get ruined by the saltwater.” El hands them a bag, and secures his own.

Cider shuffled on their feet near the Dome’s edge, eagerly waiting for their friend to arrive. They’d agreed to meet up here after he’d come into the dome to explore the trench together in the usual places. A few minutes go by, and the familiar footsteps of their friend come into range. Cider perks up and goes running down from the Dome’s edge to meet him. “El, you made it! Did you bring the nets you were talking about?” El comes into view from around a bush, “I did, and you weren’t kidding about how busy it’s been in the city with merchants here. Leaving early was a good idea.” Cider grins and moves back towards the Dome’s edge, “ready to go?” “I am, here’s your net Cider,” he says and moves up beside them. They both pass through the Dome’s wall into the crushing depth of the trench as easily as one slips into a pond. The light from the dome’s simulated daylight illuminates the area around them. They both move and dance in the water before Cider makes the mental link. Let’s go!

Lono carefully swam through the maze of flooded hallways and labs. He wasn’t sure where he was going yet, but moved ever forward. Many of the lights on this level were out completely, but some still worked even with the flooding. Far down a hallway, around a corner, he sees a faint glow unlike any he’s seen in awhile. It’s not the usual lighting used in the hallways, maybe something in one of the labs? Going up for a quick breath of fresh air, he follows the glow. Around the corner he sees that it was in fact the now crumbled doorway into a lab. With a few twists of his flippers he was through the gap in the wall. He looks around to find the source of the eerie glow and is met face to face with a glass tube as large around as his neck. Inside is something that looks like one of the land dwellers, but he struggles to get a good look. The glass is coated in a film of algae and sediment. He tries to rub some off with his neck and clouds the water around him. Lono waits for it to clear

The dome is in shades of lavender and grey as Lito heads towards the forest outside of town again. He's glad to beat the crowds, even though it means he lost some sleep. The only ones up with him at this hour are merchants, parents, and caretakers. He sees a few coming and going, merchants setting up their wares, and a young rex yawning as she tends to a small flock of pheasants. The air has a heavy dampness to it from yesterday's rain. All in all, a quiet morning. Today Lito decided to bring two baskets with him; certain mushrooms were in season and he wanted to gather what he could for dyes. While he's out, he'll still keep an eye out for a plant that matches the description he'd been given. There were a few that were likely suspects that he gathered before, but he must've not had enough to get any workable dye out to test. Surely the recent rains would give him a better chance at finding what he needs, as well. As Lito enters the outskirts of Atlas, he immediately

The streets of Atlas are busy in the early morning as Lito makes his way to the forests outside the city. It's a day when many merchants have arrived, and many of the citizens clearly decided to heat to market early to see what wares they can buy. With him is an empty basket, wax paper, and writing tools, but not money to buy anything. Though the merchants he passes try to get his attention to inspect their wares. I need to make it out of the city before late morning, he thinks, trying to move quickly through the crowds. It takes longer than he'd like, but he still pushes forward, being polite to those that he bumps in his bid to get to the forests quickly. At last, Lito makes it out of the city, and he immediately sets down a familiar trail. The early morning sky begins to intensify into midday on the dome, and he hurries faster down the trail. Soon the trail peters out as he approaches his destination. Then, he's alone in the woods besides the animals. Taking a deep