A Savanna.....
As you peer through the thick trees, you see you are on the edge of a vast savannah. In the very center of the rolling plains, you see a lone shape, a canine looking shape, reeling across the stretches of open air and hard packed earth.
It sees you, and halts, skidding slightly. Trotting towards you at a fast paced canter, you look more closely at him. His smooth, silky coat is shaded in blues, and painted with gleaming pale brown. He has long legs, that end in stout little paws. He has a long, plumed tail which he holds proudly high. He has a small ruff at the nape of his neck, and large, soft ears. His huge, bright eyes examine you in much the same way you are examining him. Finally, he comes up to you. "I am Earthbrook, a Melcey Pup. I am a male Earth Melcey. I am a recent addition, Saturday July 1st 2000, but already I am pleased with the home I was given. I am......extremely pleased, as I have just found a mate." He says, glowing. "The lovely Keaira" he says, motioning around the vast savannah. You smile, nodding slowly. " She used to live with one of the close friends of Lady Starbreeze's, but under unusual circumtances she was brought to live here, along with my son!" He continues to vibrate, and you look at him curiously. " Me'n Kearia had a litter of 8 pups! I'm so excited!" he cries, bouncing around like a pup himself. He stops for a moment, and looks around thoughtfully. "Would you like to meet her?" He asks, cocking his head. You nod, and he sits back on his haunches and howls. After a few moments, a small dark shape spirals down from the sky, runs the short distance between her and Earthbrook, and nuzzles him, panting slightly. He beams with pride.
She smiles at you, tilting her head. In a rich, sulrty voice, she introduces herself. "I am Kearia, a darkness melcey, and one of the few blessed with wings. I have not lived here long, but so far I do enjoy it immensely, and it is wonderful to be with my family every day, " She says, and gratefully leans against Earthbrook. A startled yelp from nearby makes the young parents turn their heads idly towards a young lanky male who is tumbling around the yard.
Kearia smiles, shaking her head in amusement. " That is our son, Keabrotumbler. He's very...athletic." She grins as her son tumbles again, hitting a tree and yelping in suprise. She sighs and shakes her head in mock disdain, but you see her smiling. A new shape, a bright cheery forest green Melcey, appears from somewhere; you just aren't sure anymore, and runs toward Keabrotumbler.
With a giggle, she clamps down on his tail and pulls him to his feet. He grins sheepishly, and nuzzles her. The pair walk toward you, both smiling. The cheery green female steps forward, grinning. " I am Skiyana, Sky Melcey daughter of Flame Runner and Rakurai, and mate of Keabrotumbler," She says formally, with a little cursty-like gesture. You return the gesture, smiling warmly. You giggle, and see a slender shape emerge from the denn. "Father?" the voice asks, sweet, soft and innocent. He freezes, straightening up, he trots around and after a slight pause, returns with a shy female trailing behind him.
Shy at first, she stands up straight and holds her head high and proud. "I am Briara, fourth daughter of Earthbrook and Keaira, Earth female." she says, her voice which sounded so vulnerable before, now hard and determined. Her father stands by, proud.
Suddenly, another voice comes from the small bathing pool you saw earlier. After a few moments of splashing, a small, purple shape comes dashing around the denn.
He grins broadly at you, and Briara giggles. He wags his tail happily. "I'm Twilight, who're you?" she asks curiously, shaking the droplets of water from his fur. Earthbrook tells him, and he nods. He looks up at the sun, squints, and runs back to his pool. Another yipping from the pool startles you, and another Melcey bounds out, grinning from ear to ear.
He grins at you, his tongue lolling from his mouth. He suddenly notices it, and flicks it back in his mouth, looking embarrassed. "Er, sorry about that. I'm Ocarin, a male water Melcey..." he gulps, and with a squeak, he bounds off, smirking slightly.
A large earth female tumbles into you, shaking her head and short ears, and stretching her long legs. She smiles up at you. "I'm Sabi'Rah , or Autumn Fire. I'm of Heichinel X Sable, of the Pack Of The Chaotic Moon..." she crosses her eyes, apparently at a loss for something to say. A slight blur of movement in the shadows catches your eye. Whatever it is, it's stealthy and dark colored. It's eyes gleam dangerously, and it makes no sound on the earth. It emerges from the cover of darkness, it's head and tail down.
It eyes you, and with a contemptous growl, straightens. "I am Khavla'Yarra, or Endless Dream. I am of the halloween litter, and no friend of humans. " she says flatly, and leaves you to contemplate this. A deep-voiced chuckle from nearby makes you spin, looking frantically around. A small fiery melcey male saunters out, casually whipping his tail. He nods to you courteously.
"I am Airo, a fire melcey male. I am of Roano and Saule, litter 60. You must forgive Yarra...she has had a hard life. " He tilts his head again, then backs away, humming softly.
Looking around, you notice 15 small, shapes in the small den where you assume Earthbrook's family and the other melceys live. Gingerly, you walk over, and peer down at the myriad of small shapes.
To your amazement, they stare up at you. The tiny blue one produces a tiny squeal, and you guess these are chibis. They scurry a short distance away, all but a tiny gold one with a large bottle. She looks up at you and blinks huge eyes before going back to her bottle. Seeing nothing else of interest, you leave.....
The Purple Savanna
As you peer through the thick trees, you see you are on the edge of a vast savannah. In the very center of the rolling plains, you see a lone shape, a canine looking shape, reeling across the stretches of open air and hard packed earth.
Looking around, you notice 15 small, shapes in the small den where you assume Earthbrook's family and the other melceys live. Gingerly, you walk over, and peer down at the myriad of small shapes.
