[FinalLight]

Username:
Gerbilfuzz
Name:
Cashew
Gender:
Female
Height:
4 feet
Art/Poem/Story:
Cashew glided above the trees holding small orange and a shrew. She swooped down into a tree and landed beside Pebbles. Another Moonpack Bat Dragon. She gave the shrew to Pebbles. "Thanks Cashew!" Pebbles said and began to eat. Cashew smiled "Your welcome." She said and then bit into the orange.
After she was done she flew away to find more food. She was a Moonpack gatherer so her job was to gather food. She saw some movement and glided silently down. She landed by a stream. Thin mist tickled her nose and floated through the air and birds sang happily around her. She forgot about the movement and just sat down enjoying herself. The sun started to sink and she suddenly remembered she needed to gather food. She flapped wildly around and sighed with relief when she spotted a wild apple tree.
Cashew was able to make it back to the pack with plenty of food but she would be more careful next time not to forget. Not that she would not go back to that place.

Silence in the forest,
A single sound,
She swoops down,
And in her trapped under her paws the prey is found.

The warm sun shines,
The fruit is ripe,
Hidden beneath jungle vines.

Only clever eye would see them,
And Cashew spots and picks them.
Golden ripe fruit I am.

[flyteck]

It's fine c: Rather pretty actually~

[Taco cat]

Username: Taco cat
Name: Moonsilk (Moon for short)
Gender: Female
Height:
Art/Poem/Story:

[slurm]

Username:
Gerbilfuzz
Name:
Cashew
Gender:
Female
Height:
4 feet
Art/Poem/Story:
Cashew glided above the trees holding small orange and a shrew. She swooped down into a tree and landed beside Pebbles. Another Moonpack Bat Dragon. She gave the shrew to Pebbles. "Thanks Cashew!" Pebbles said and began to eat. Cashew smiled "Your welcome." She said and then bit into the orange.
After she was done she flew away to find more food. She was a Moonpack gatherer so her job was to gather food. She saw some movement and glided silently down. She landed by a stream. Thin mist tickled her nose and floated through the air and birds sang happily around her. She forgot about the movement and just sat down enjoying herself. The sun started to sink and she suddenly remembered she needed to gather food. She flapped wildly around and sighed with relief when she spotted a wild apple tree.
Cashew was able to make it back to the pack with plenty of food but she would be more careful next time not to forget. Not that she would not go back to that place.

Silence in the forest,
A single sound,
She swoops down,
And in her trapped under her paws the prey is found.

The warm sun shines,
The fruit is ripe,
Hidden beneath jungle vines.

Only clever eye would see them,
And Cashew spots and picks them.
Golden ripe fruit I am.

[FinalLight]

Well Gerbilfuzz she is all yours.
I only meant for people to pick one story or, art or, poem and you have done all 3.

[slurm]

Well Gerbilfuzz she is all yours.
I only meant for people to pick one story or, art or, poem and you have done all 3.

Thank you!