#bumble bee dart frog

[nuclearplushie]

I don’t get on here much anymore but I wanted to share my new baby Cheeto!

[kindercelery]

[animal-of-the-day]

Masterlist

Hey guys! Robin here. I wanted to create a master list of all of the posts I have done so far so that you can more easily find your favourites! This also allows you to check which animals have been done before when you submit one! They are in chronological order, so you may have to use 'find in page' if you are looking for one in particular. I will also put a link to this post in my pinned!

Blue poison dart frogs - amphibian

Aye-ayes - mammal

Olms - amphibian

Sidewinders - reptile

Thresher sharks - fish

Gay penguins - bird

Bullet ants - insect

Blue-ringed octopus - Mollusc

Peregrine falcon - bird

Mantis shrimp - Crustacean

Leafcutter ants - insect

Wheel spider - arachnid

Komodo dragon - reptile

Jerboa - mammal

Giant squid - mollusc

Alligator snapping turtle - reptilian

Lemon shark - fish

Orchid mantis - insect

Bower bird - bird

Humans - mammal

rosy maple moth - insect

maned wolves - mammal

isopods - crustacean

snapping shrimp - crustacean

Horrid ground weaver - arachnid

Crows - bird

Pufferfish - fish

Fennec fox - mammal

Kinkajou - mammal

Siphonophores - Hydrozoa

Lionfish - fish

Woodcock - bird

Ring-necked snake - reptile

Shovelnose guitarfish - fish

cuttlefish - mollusc

Puffins - bird

Manatees - mammal

Bumble bees - insect

Axolotls - amphibian

Whorl snails - mollusc

Desert rain frog - amphibian

[alphareleasemedia]

Daily Drabble Project Jul 1-7

7/1/23 All the pretty butterflies were fluttering in the shade of the grove. Dancing from flower to flower with wings in as many different colors as the flowers. Birds were singing to each other in the trees. Calling out to each other with their diverse love songs. The sun was shining brightly in a beautiful blue sky while fluffy white clouds rolled by slowly. Bees were buzzing quietly as they bumbled about. The tall green grass swayed softly in the wind. A lone crow sat perched on the highest branch of a pine tree, mimicking a car alarm at full volume.

7/2/23 Stippy floated peacefully down the river in his little innertube; serenely watching the world drift by. He leaned his head back and idly kicked his feet in the cool water. Stippy wasn't the only one out on the water that day. There were other drifters like him, as well as some fishers on the far bank of the river. The river was wide, but not too deep, and the current was as lazy as an idle floater could hope for. Stippy could have laid there for hours, but the river didn't stay gentle forever, and eventually he'd have to leave.

7/3/23 Kella slowly pulled back the hammer on her revolver as she inched down the hallway. There were two guards standing at the end with their backs turned to her. Down in the courtyard below Tozy was making a fool of himself as loudly as possible. It was working, all eyes were on him. Kella finally reached the end of the hallway and paused, her weapon still lowered, as she waited for the signal from Tozy. The two guards in front of her were still oblivious to Kella's presence, they had their own weapons raised and aimed at Tozy down below.

7/4/23 Juicy shifted nervously from foot to foot as he waited. It wouldn't be much longer now. He glanced over at Mark who was in the middle of some complex warm up stretches. Juicy wondered if he should stretch too. He at least had had a chance to warm up a little, having jogged over from his home up the street. He hadn't seen the point of driving. Juicy watched Mark do some more stretches and considered jogging in place to loosen up, but decided he'd just look like an idiot. So, Juicy continued to just stand still as he waited.

7/5/23 Chet stepped on an egg. It splattered all over the kitchen floor and up the side of the cupboards. He groaned as he raised his foot. The shattered eggshell pieces were stuck to the bottom of his now damp sock. Chet peeled the sock off, only to immediately get more yolk on his bare foot when he set it back down on the floor. It seemed impossible that such a tiny egg could coat such a large area so thoroughly with its gooey insides. Chet pondered on the unfairness of life as he spotted some egg splatter on the ceiling.

7/6/23 There was a cacophony of frogs croaking in the forest. They were almost loud enough to drown out the incessant drone of insect life. The air was damp and heavy, the heat of the day unable to escape into the darkness of the night. Thea gasped for air as she struggled down the forest path, lantern held aloft in a sweaty hand. She was as soaked as if she had been wading through the swamp. She certainly felt like she was wading through a swamp. Though the dirt beneath her feet was packed down firm and solid beneath her feet.

7/7/23 Thunder rumbled as lightning flashed outside the window. Rain was pouring down thickly. Jiba paced back and forth in her darkened bedroom. The only light coming from her laptop sitting open on her desk in the corner of the room. The curtains and blinds were still open, Jiba had lost track of time hours ago and hadn't bothered to close them or turn on a light. She only continued to pace back and forth, occasionally pausing to dart to her computer and stare at the screen for a moment before returning to her pacing. The word document was still blank.

[smoulderscreatures]

Frog conference

[unsettlingshortstories]

There Will Come Soft Rains

Ray Bradbury (1950)

In the living room the voice-clock sang, Tick-tock, seven o'clock, time to get up, time to get up, seven o 'clock! as if it were afraid that nobody would. The morning house lay empty. The clock ticked on, repeating and repeating its sounds into the emptiness. Seven-nine, breakfast time, seven-nine!

In the kitchen the breakfast stove gave a hissing sigh and ejected from its warm interior eight pieces of perfectly browned toast, eight eggs sunny side up, sixteen slices of bacon, two coffees, and two cool glasses of milk.

"Today is August 4, 2026," said a second voice from the kitchen ceiling, "in the city of Allendale, California." It repeated the date three times for memory's sake. "Today is Mr. Featherstone's birthday. Today is the anniversary of Tilita's marriage. Insurance is payable, as are the water, gas, and light bills."

Somewhere in the walls, relays clicked, memory tapes glided under electric eyes.

Eight-one, tick-tock, eight-one o'clock, off to school, off to work, run, run, eight-one! But no doors slammed, no carpets took the soft tread of rubber heels. It was raining outside. The weather box on the front door sang quietly: "Rain, rain, go away; umbrellas, raincoats for today..." And the rain tapped on the empty house, echoing.

Outside, the garage chimed and lifted its door to reveal the waiting car. After a long wait the door swung down again.

At eight-thirty the eggs were shrivelled and the toast was like stone. An aluminium wedge scraped them into the sink, where hot water whirled them down a metal throat which digested and flushed them away to the distant sea. The dirty dishes were dropped into a hot washer and emerged twinkling dry.

Nine-fifteen, sang the clock, time to clean.

Out of warrens in the wall, tiny robot mice darted. The rooms were a crawl with the small cleaning animals, all rubber and metal. They thudded against chairs, whirling their moustached runners, kneading the rug nap, sucking gently at hidden dust. Then, like mysterious invaders, they popped into their burrows. Their pink electric eyes faded. The house was clean.

Ten o'clock. The sun came out from behind the rain. The house stood alone in a city of rubble and ashes. This was the one house left standing. At night the ruined city gave off a radioactive glow which could be seen for miles.

Ten-fifteen. The garden sprinklers whirled up in golden founts, filling the soft morning air with scatterings of brightness. The water pelted window panes, running down the charred west side where the house had been burned, evenly free of its white paint. The entire west face of the house was black, save for five places. Here the silhouette in paint of a man mowing a lawn. Here, as in a photograph, a woman bent to pick flowers. Still farther over, their images burned on wood in one titanic instant, a small boy, hands flung into the air; higher up, the image of a thrown ball, and opposite him a girl, hands raised to catch a ball which never came down.

The five spots of paint - the man, the woman, the children, the ball - remained. The rest was a thin charcoaled layer.

The gentle sprinkler rain filled the garden with falling light.

Until this day, how well the house had kept its peace. How carefully it had inquired, "Who goes there? What's the password?" and, getting no answer from lonely foxes and whining cats, it had shut up its windows and drawn shades in an old-maidenly preoccupation with self-protection which bordered on a mechanical paranoia.

It quivered at each sound, the house did. If a sparrow brushed a window, the shade snapped up. The bird, startled, flew off! No, not even a bird must touch the house!

Twelve noon.

A dog whined, shivering, on the front porch.

The front door recognized the dog voice and opened. The dog, once huge and fleshy, but now gone to bone and covered with sores, moved in and through the house, tracking mud. Behind it whirred angry mice, angry at having to pick up mud, angry at inconvenience.

For not a leaf fragment blew under the door but what the wall panels flipped open and the copper scrap rats flashed swiftly out. The offending dust, hair, or paper, seized in miniature steel jaws, was raced back to the burrows. There, down tubes which fed into the cellar, it was dropped into the sighing vent of an incinerator which sat like evil Baal in a dark corner.

The dog ran upstairs, hysterically yelping to each door, at last realizing, as the house realized, that only silence was here.

It sniffed the air and scratched the kitchen door. Behind the door, the stove was making pancakes which filled the house with a rich baked odour and the scent of maple syrup.

The dog frothed at the mouth, lying at the door, sniffing, its eyes turned to fire. It ran wildly in circles, biting at its tail, spun in a frenzy, and died. It lay in the parlor for an hour.

Two o'clock, sang a voice.

Delicately sensing decay at last, the regiments of mice hummed out as softly as blown gray leaves in an electrical wind.

Two-fifteen.

The dog was gone.

In the cellar, the incinerator glowed suddenly and a whirl of sparks leaped up the chimney.

Two thirty-five.

Bridge tables sprouted from patio walls. Playing cards fluttered onto pads in a shower of pips. Martinis manifested on an oaken bench with egg-salad sandwiches. Music played.

But the tables were silent and the cards untouched.

At four o'clock the tables folded like great butterflies back through the paneled walls .

Four-thirty.

The nursery walls glowed.

Animals took shape: yellow giraffes, blue lions, pink antelopes, lilac panthers cavorting in crystal substance. The walls were glass. They looked out upon color and fantasy. Hidden films clocked through well-oiled sprockets, and the walls lived. The nursery floor was woven to resemble a crisp, cereal meadow. Over this ran aluminum roaches and iron crickets, and in the hot still air butterflies of delicate red tissue wavered among the sharp aroma of animal spoors! There was the sound like a great matted yellow hive of bees within a dark bellows, the lazy bumble of a purring lion. And there was the patter of okapi feet and the murmur of a fresh jungle rain, like other hoofs, falling upon the summer-starched grass. Now the walls dissolved into distances of parched grass, mile on mile, and warm endless sky. The animals drew away into thorn brakes and water holes. It was the children's hour.

Five o'clock. The bath filled with clear hot water.

Six, seven, eight o'clock. The dinner dishes manipulated like magic tricks, and in the study a click. In the metal stand opposite the hearth where a fire now blazed up warmly, a cigar popped out, half an inch of soft gray ash on it, smoking, waiting.

Nine o'clock. The beds warmed their hidden circuits, for nights were cool here.

Nine-five. A voice spoke from the study ceiling: "Mrs. McClellan, which poem would you like this evening?" The house was silent.

The voice said at last, "Since you express no preference, I shall select a poem at random." Quiet music rose to back the voice. "Sara Teasdale. As I recall, your favourite...

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,

And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,

And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire,

Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one

Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,

If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn

Would scarcely know that we were gone."

The fire burned on the stone hearth and the cigar fell away into a mound of quiet ash on its tray. The empty chairs faced each other between the silent walls, and the music played.

At ten o'clock the house began to die.

The wind blew. A falling tree bough crashed through the kitchen window. Cleaning solvent, bottled, shattered over the stove. The room was ablaze in an instant!

"Fire!" screamed a voice. The house lights flashed, water pumps shot water from the ceilings. But the solvent spread on the linoleum, licking, eating, under the kitchen door, while the voices took it up in chorus: "Fire, fire, fire!"

The house tried to save itself. Doors sprang tightly shut, but the windows were broken by the heat and the wind blew and sucked upon the fire.

The house gave ground as the fire in ten billion angry sparks moved with flaming ease from room to room and then up the stairs. While scurrying water rats squeaked from the walls, pistolled their water, and ran for more. And the wall sprays let down showers of mechanical rain.

But too late. Somewhere, sighing, a pump shrugged to a stop. The quenching rain ceased. The reserve water supply which had filled baths and washed dishes for many quiet days was gone.

The fire crackled up the stairs. It fed upon Picassos and Matisses in the upper halls, like delicacies, baking off the oily flesh, tenderly crisping the canvases into black shavings. Now the fire lay in beds, stood in windows, changed the colors of drapes!

And then, reinforcements. From attic trapdoors, blind robot faces peered down with faucet mouths gushing green chemical.

The fire backed off, as even an elephant must at the sight of a dead snake.

Now there were twenty snakes whipping over the floor, killing the fire with a clear cold venom of green froth.

But the fire was clever. It had sent flame outside the house, up through the attic to the pumps there. An explosion! The attic brain which directed the pumps was shattered into bronze shrapnel on the beams.

The fire rushed back into every closet and felt of the clothes hung there.

The house shuddered, oak bone on bone, its bared skeleton cringing from the heat, its wire, its nerves revealed as if a surgeon had torn the skin off to let the red veins and capillaries quiver in the scalded air. Help, help! Fire! Run, run! Heat snapped mirrors like the first brittle winter ice. And the voices wailed. Fire, fire, run, run, like a tragic nursery rhyme, a dozen voices, high, low, like children dying in a forest, alone, alone. And the voices fading as the wires popped their sheathings like hot chestnuts. One, two, three, four, five voices died.

In the nursery the jungle burned. Blue lions roared, purple giraffes bounded off. The panthers ran in circles, changing color, and ten million animals, running before the fire, vanished off toward a distant steaming river.... Ten more voices died.

In the last instant under the fire avalanche, other choruses, oblivious, could be heard announcing the time, cutting the lawn by remote-control mower, or setting an umbrella frantically out and in, the slamming and opening front door, a thousand things happening, like a clock shop when each clock strikes the hour insanely before or after the other, a scene of maniac confusion, yet unity; singing, screaming, a few last cleaning mice darting bravely out to carry the horrid ashes away! And one voice, with sublime disregard for the situation, read poetry aloud in the fiery study, until all the film spools burned, until all the wires withered and the circuits cracked.

The fire burst the house and let it slam flat down, puffing out skirts of spark and smoke.

In the kitchen, an instant before the rain of fire and timber, the stove could be seen making breakfasts at a psychopathic rate, ten dozen eggs, six loaves of toast, twenty dozen bacon strips, which, eaten by fire, started the stove working again, hysterically hissing!

The crash. The attic smashing into kitchen and parlour. The parlour into cellar, cellar into sub-cellar. Deep freeze, armchair, film tapes, circuits, beds, and all like skeletons thrown in a cluttered mound deep under.

Smoke and silence. A great quantity of smoke.

Dawn showed faintly in the east. Among the ruins, one wall stood alone. Within the wall, a last voice said, over and over again and again, even as the sun rose to shine upon the heaped rubble and steam:

"Today is August 5, 2026, today is August 5, 2026, today is..."

[warriorcatdesigner]

Warrior Cat’s List

So here’s the whole list! Don’t be afraid to ask me to do one! I gotta start somewhere! :D

A Acorn Fur Acornpaw Acorntail Adderfang Adderkit Adderpaw (WC) Ajax Alder Alderheart Algernon Amberclaw Amberleaf Ambermoon Ant Antpelt (SC) Antpelt (WC) Apple Blossom Appledawn Appledusk Applefrost Applefur (NP) Applefur (TF) Arc Archeye Ashfoot Ashfur (SC) Ashfur (TC) Ashheart Aspenfall Aspentail B Badgerfang Barkface Barley Bee Beech Beech Tail Beechfur (RC) Beechfur (TC) Beechpaw (SC) Beechstar Beenose Beetail Beetle Beetlenose Beetlewhisker Bella (KP) Bellaleaf Benny Berryheart Berrynose Bess Betsy Billystorm Birch Birchbark Birchface Birchfall Birchstar (RC) Birchstar (SC) Birchstar (WC) Bird That Rides the Wind Birdflight Birdsong Birdwing Birdy Black Ear Blackbee Blackclaw Blackstar Blaze Blizzardstar Blizzardwing Bloomheart Blossom Blossomfall Blossomheart Blossomkit (SC) Blue Whisker Bluebellkit Bluestar Bob Bone Boots Boulder Boulderfur Bouncefire Bracken Brackenfoot Brackenfur Brackenheart Brackenpelt Brackenwing Bramble Brambleberry Bramblestar Branch (DotC) Branch (HJ) Brandy Braveheart Breezepaw (RC) Breezepelt Briarlight Brick Bright Stream Brightflower Brightheart Brightsky Brightspirit Brightwhisker Brindleclaw Brindleface Brindlepaw (WC) Brindlestar Bristlekit Broken Feather Broken Shadow Brokenstar Brook Where Small Fish Swim Brownpaw Bubbling Stream Bumble Bumblestripe Burr Buzzardkit Buzzardstar C Cedarheart Cedarpelt (RC) Cedarstar Chasing Clouds Cherryfall Cherryfeather Cherrypaw (SHA) Cherrytail Chirp Chiveclaw Cinderfur Cinderheart Cinderpelt Cinders Cinnamon Clawface Cloud With Star in Belly Cloud With Storm in Belly Cloudberry (RC) Cloudberry (TC) Cloudmist Cloudpelt Cloudrunner Cloudspots Cloudstar Cloudtail Cloudy Cloudy Sun Clover (ES) Cloverfoot Cloversplash Clovertail Coal (FQ) Coal (NP) Cobweb (Cat) Cody Conekit Copperpaw Cora Coriander Cow (MFV) Creekfeather Cricket (AFD) Crookedstar Crouchfoot Crow Muzzle Crowclaw Crowfeather Crowfrost Crowfur Crowtail Crystal Curlfeather Curlypaw Cypresspaw D Daisy (Cat) Daisyheart Daisytail Daisytoe Dancing Leaf Dandelionkit Dangling Leaf Dapplenose Dapplepelt Dappletail Dappletail's Kit Dark Shadow on Water Dark Whiskers Darkflower Darkfoot Darkstar (CotC) Darkstar (MV) Darkstar (SC) Darkstripe Darktail Darrel Dart Dash Dawn Mist Dawn River Dawnbright Dawncloud Dawnfeather Dawnflower Dawnpelt Dawnstar Dawnstripe Deadfoot Deerdapple Deerfoot Deerleap Deerpaw (TC) Dew Dew Nose Dew Petal Dewkit (SC) Dewnose Dewpaw (HJ) Dewspots Dewstar Dewy Leaf Diesel Dodge Doespring Doestar Domino Dotty Dove's Wing Dovestar (RC) Dovestar (WC) Dovewing Dragonfly Driftkit Drizzle Duckpaw Duke Dusk Nose Duskfur Duskpaw Duskwater Dust Muzzle Dustpelt Duststar E Eagle Feather Eaglekit (TC) Eaglekit (WC) Eaglestorm Ebonyclaw Echomist Echosnout Echosong Eeltail (CotC) Eeltail (MV) Egg Ember Emberfoot Emberkit (CJ) Emberkit (DotC) Emberstar F Falcon Swoop Fall Fallen Leaves Fallensnow Falling Dusk Falling Feather Falling Rain Fallowfern Fallowkit Fallowpaw Fallowsong Fallowstar Fallowtail Fawnstep Feather Feather Ear Featherpelt Featherstar Featherstorm Feathertail Featherwhisker Featherwing Fennelstar Fern Leaf Ferncloud Fernleaf Fernpaw (TAQ) Fernpelt Fernshade Fernsong Ferretclaw Ferris Fidgetpaw Fierce Finchflight Finchkit Finchstar Finpaw Fircone Firefern Firestar Firestar's Twolegs Fish Leap Flailfoot Flame Flamenose Flamepelt Flametail Flashnose Fleck Fleetfoot Flick Flight of Startled Heron Flintfang Flora Floss Flower (DTC) Flower (Lo) Flower (Ro) Flower Foot Flower Stream Flowerpaw (SC) Flowerpaw (TC) Flowerstar Floyd Flutter Fluttering Bird Flykit Flystar Fog Foggy Fox (DTC) Foxclaw Foxheart Foxleap Foxnose Foxwhisker Foxy Frecklewish (SC) Frecklewish (TC) Fringepaw Frisk Fritz (P3) Fritz (RP) Frog (Ro) Frogleap Frogtail Frondkit Frost Frostclaw Frostfur Frosty Furled Bracken Fury Furzepelt Fuzz Fuzzball Fuzzypelt G Goldenflower Goldenstar Gooseberry Goosefeather Gorseclaw (TC) Gorseclaw (WC) Gorsefoot Gorsepaw Gorsestar Gorsetail (NP) Gorsetail (P3) Grassheart Grasskit (CP) Grasspelt Gravelpaw Gray Sky Before Dawn Gray Wing Graymist Graypool Graypool's Kit Graystripe Graywing (RC) Greeneyes Greenflower Growler Gullkit H Hailstar Hal Half Moon Halftail Hareflight (FQ) Hareflight (TR) Harepounce Harestar Harley Harrybrook Harveymoon Hatchkit Hattie Havenpelt Hawk Swoop Hawkfoot Hawkfrost Hawkfur Hawkheart Hawksnow Hawkstar Hawkwing Hayberry Hazel Burrow Hazelstar Hazeltail Hazelwing Heatherstar Heathertail Heavystep Henry Heronwing (RC) Heronwing (TC) Hickorynose Hollow Tree Hollowbelly Hollowflight Hollowkit Holly Hollyflower Hollykit (NP) Hollyleaf Hollypelt Hollystar Hollytuft Honey Pelt Honeyfern Honeyfur Honeyleaf Honeytail Hoot Hootwhisker Hopekit Houndleap Houndstar Husker Hussar Hutch I Icecloud Icewhisker Icewing Icicle Ivypool Ivystar Ivytail (RC) Ivytail (SC) J Jackdaw's Cry Jacques Jagged Lightning Jagged Peak Jagged Rock Where Heron Sits Jaggedtooth Jake Jasper Jay (Cat) Jay Frost Jay's Wing Jayclaw Jayfeather Jean Jessamy Jessy Jester Jet Jigsaw Jingo Jumper Jumpfoot Juniper Branch Juniperclaw Juniperkit K Ken Kestrelflight Kestrelwing Kinkfur Kinktail L Lakeheart Lakeshine Lakestorm Lapping Wave Larchkit (MV) Larchkit (NP) Lark That Sings at Dawn Larksong (BP) Larksong (SS) Larksplash Larkwing (BS) Larkwing (FQ) Leaf (DTC) Leafpool Leafshade Leafshine Leafstar Leafstar's Mother Leafstorm Leaftail Leopardfoot Leopardstar Lichen Lichenfur Lightkit Lightning Stripe Lightning Tail Lightningpaw Lightningpelt Lily Lilyflower Lilyfur Lilyheart Lilystar Lilystem Lilywhisker Lion's Roar Lionblaze Lioneye Lionheart Lionstar Little Mew Littlebird Littlecloud Littlekit (YS) Littlestep Lizardfang Lizardstripe Lizardtail Logfur Loki Longtail Loudbelly Lowbranch Lowbranch's Mother Lulu M Macgyver Madric Mae Maggottail Magpie (Cat) Mallowfur Mallownose Mallowtail Mapleshade Maplestar Maplewhisker Marigold (Cat) Marigoldkit Marmalade Marshcloud Marshkit Marshpaw Marshscar Max (KP) Max (Ro) Meadowpelt Meadowslip Melting Ice Merry Micah Midgepelt Midnight (Character) Milkfur (MV) Milkfur (RC) Milkfur (WC) Milkweed Millie Minnowkit (CotC) Minnowkit (CP) Minnowtail Minor Characters Mintfur (RC) Mintfur (SC) Mintkit (YS) Mintpaw (CJ) Minty (KP) Minty (Ro) Misha Mist (Lo) Mist Where Sunlight Shimmers Mistcloud Mistfeather Mistkit (TC) Mistlekit (CJ) Mistlekit (TPB) Mistmouse Mistpelt Misty Misty Water Mistystar Mittens Mitzi (KP) Mitzi (Lo) Mole (Cat) Molepaw (NP) Molepelt Molewhisker (RC) Molewhisker (TC) Moon Shadow Moonflower Morning Fire Morning Star Morning Whisker Morningcloud Morningflower Morningkit Morningmist Morningstar Moss (KP) Moss Tail Moss that Grows by River Mossfire Mossheart (SC) Mossheart (TC) Mosskit (TC) Mossleaf Mosspaw (SC) Mosspelt Mossyfoot Mothflight Mothpelt Mothwhisker Mothwing Mottlepaw Mouse (MFV) Mouse Ear Mousefang Mousefur Mousewhisker Mousewing Mouthclaw Mud Paws Mudclaw (SC) Mudclaw (WC) Mudfur Mudpuddle Mudthorn Mumblefoot Myler N Nectarpaw Needletail Nettle (DTC) Nettle (VS) Nettlebreeze Nettleclaw Nettlepad Nettlepaw (RC) Nettlesplash Nettlespot Newtspeck Night (ES) Night (HJ) Night of No Stars Nightcloud Nightfur Nightheart Nightkit (BP) Nightmask Nightpaw (RC) Nightsky Nightstar Nightwhisper Nightwing Nutmeg (KP) Nutmeg (Ro) Nutmeg (TR) Nutwhisker O O'Hara Oakfur Oakheart Oakleaf Oakstar Oakstep Oatclaw Oatpaw (RC) Oatspeckle Oatwhisker (TC) Oatwhisker (WC) Oddfoot Olivenose One Eye One-eye Onestar Onion Oscar Otterheart Ottersplash Owl Feather Owl Song Owlclaw Owlfur Owlnose Owlstar (CotC) Owlstar (SotC) Owlwhisker P Pack Leader Pad Palebird Palefoot Palepaw Parsleyseed Parsnip Pasha Patch (KP) Patch (RF) Patch Pelt Patchfoot Patchkit (MV) Patchpelt Peanut Pearnose Pebble That Rolls Down Mountain Pebblefoot Pebblefur Pebbleheart Pebbleshine Pepper Perchkit Perchpaw (MV) Perchwing Percy Petal (DTC) Petal and Fox's Mother Petaldust Petalfall Petalfur Petalkit (LC) Petalkit (MV) Petalnose Pigeonkit (SC) Pigeonpaw Pikepaw (BotC) Pikepaw (MO) Piketooth Pine (TS) Pine Needle Pine That Clings to Rock Pineclaw Pinefur Pinenose Pinestar Pink Eyes Pip Piper Pipsqueak Pixie Plumclaw Plumkit (TC) Plumwillow Pod Podlight Polly Poolcloud Poppycloud Poppydawn Poppyfrost Pounce Pouncekit Pouncetail (RC) Pouncetail (SC) Prickleface Pricklekit (RC) Pricklekit (WC) Pricklenose Primrosepaw Princess Puddleshine Pumpkin Purdy Q Quailfeather Quailheart Quailkit Quick Water Quickpaw Quiet Rain Quince R Rabbitfur Rabbitkit (WC) Rabbitleap (SC) Rabbitleap (TC) Rabbitstar Rabbittail Rage Raggedstar Rain (DoTC) Rain (TAQ) Rain That Passes Quickly Rain That Rattles on Stones Raincloud Raindrop Rainfall Rainflower Rainfur (SC) Rainfur (TC) Rainleap Rainsplash Rainstorm Rainswept Flower Rainwhisker Rascal Ratscar Raven (TAQ) Raven Pelt Ravenpaw Ravenwing Red (SD) Red Claw Redclaw Redscar Redstar Redtail Redthistle Redwillow Reed Tail Reedfeather Reedpaw (HJ) Reedshine (CotC) Reedshine (MV) Reedstar Reedtail Reedwhisker Reena (KP) Reena (Ro) Riga Rileypool Rippleclaw Ripplestar Rippletail (RC) Rippletail (SC) Rising Moon Riverstar Roach Robinstar Robinwing (RC) Robinwing (SC) Robinwing (TC) Robinwing (WC) Rock (Healer) Rock Beneath Still Water Rockfall Rockshade Rocky Rooktail Rose (FQ) Rose (TS) Rosepetal Rosetail Rowanberry Rowanclaw Rowanfur Rowanstar (CotC) Rubblepaw Ruby Running Fox Running Horse Runningbrook Runningnose Runningstorm Runningwind Rushpaw (BoTC) Rushtail (RC) Rushtail (WC) Rushtooth Russetfur Ryestalk Ryewhisker S Sagenose Sagewhisker Samwise Sandgorse Sandstorm Sandynose Sasha Scarlet Scorchfur Scorchwind Scourge Scowl Scrap Scree (Ro) Scree Beneath Winter Sky Screech of Angry Owl Sedgecreek Sedgestar Sedgewhisker Seedpaw Seedpelt (FQ) Seedpelt (MV) Seville Shade Pelt Shaded Moss Shadepelt (TPB) Shadepelt (VS) Shadestar Shadowkit Shadowstar Shanty Sharp Hail Sharpclaw (SC) Sharptooth Shattered Ice Sheeptail Sheer Path Beside Waterfall Shell Claw Shellheart Shellkit Shimmerpelt (BS) Shimmerpelt (CP) Shine Shiningheart Shivering Rose Shnuky Shorty Shredtail (BS) Shredtail (DF) Shrewclaw Shrewfoot Shrewpaw (TC) Shrewtooth Shy Fawn Shyheart Silt Silver Frost Silver Stripe Silverflame Silverhawk Silvermask Silverpaw (BotC) Silverpaw (TPB) Silverstream Skipper Skyheart Skystar Skywatcher Slant Slash Slate Slatefur Slatepelt Sleek Fur Sleekwhisker Slightfoot Sloefur (RC) Sloefur (SC) Smallear Smallstar Smoke Smokefoot Smokepaw (NP) Smokepaw (SotC) Smokepaw (VS) Smoketalon Smoky Smudge Snail Shell Snailpaw Snake (DotC) Snakepaw Snaketail (FQ) Snaketail (P3) Snaketooth Snapper Sneezecloud Sniff Snipe Snipkit Snookthorn Snow Falling on Stones Snow Hare Snowbird Snowbush Snowdrop Snowflake Snowfur Snowkit (TPB) Snowstar Snowtuft Snowy Socks Softwing Sol Sol's Father Sol's Twoleg Songbird Soot Sootfur Sorrelpaw (WC) Sorrelstripe Sorreltail Sparkpelt Sparrow (Cat) Sparrow Fur Sparrowfeather (DF) Sparrowfeather (RC) Sparrowpelt (SC) Sparrowtail Speckle Specklepaw Speckletail Spider Paw Spiderfoot Spiderleg Spiderpelt Spiderstar Spikefur Spiketail Spirekit Spiresight Splash (KP) Splash When Fish Leaps Splashfoot Splashheart Splashkit Splashnose Splashpaw Splinter Spotted Fur Spottedleaf Spottedpaw (SC) Spottedpelt Squirrelflight Squirrelfur Squirrelwhisker Stagleap (GC) Stagleap (TR) Star Flower Star That Shines On Water Starlingfeather Starlingwing Stemkit Stick (Cat) Stoatfur (BS) Stoatfur (CJ) Stone (DotC) Stone (HJ) Stone Song (DTC) Stone Song (P3) Stoneclaw Stonefur Stonepelt Stonestar Stonestream Stonetooth (BP) Stonewing Storm (Ro) Storm Clouds at Dusk Storm Pelt Stormcloud Stormfur Stormheart Stormtail Streak Strikestone Stripes Strong Pounce Stumpytail Sun Shadow Sunfish Sunkit (SC) Sunnykit Sunnytail Sunpelt (LC) Sunpelt (SC) Sunspots Sunstar Sunstrike Susan Suzy Swallow Swallowflight Swallowtail (RC) Swallowtail (WC) Sweetbriar Sweetpaw Swift (DTC) Swift Minnow Swiftbreeze Swiftflight Swiftfoot Swiftpaw (TPB) Swiftstar (LC) Swiftstar (WC) Swoop of Chestnut Hawk T Tadpole Tallpoppy Tallstar Talon of Swooping Eagle Talonpaw Talonstar Tangle Tangleburr Tanglefur Tanglepaw (RC) Tanglewhisker Tansy (Cat) Tansypaw Tawnyfur Tawnypelt Tawnyspots Teller of the Pointed Stones (NP) Teller of the Pointed Stones (OTS) Tess The Captain The Old She-cat The Stranger Thistle (Ro) Thistle (TC) Thistleclaw Thistleheart Thistlepaw (CotC) Thistlepaw (NP) Thistletail Thorn Thornclaw Thorntooth Thrushpelt (TC) Thrushpelt (WC) Thrushtalon Thrushwing Thunderstar Tigerstar (AVoS) Tigerstar (TPB) Timberfur Tiny Branch Tinycloud Toad (HJ) Toadfoot Toadskip Toadstep Tom (ES) Tornear Tree Troutclaw Troutstar Troutstream Tumblekit Tuna Turtle Tail Twig Twigbranch Twigtail Twist Twisted Branch Tyr V Velvet Victor Vinestar Vinetail Violet (KP) Violet Dawn Violetshine Vixenkit Voleclaw Volepaw (SC) Volestar Voletooth W Wasptail Waspwhisker Wavepaw Weaselfur Weaselkit Weaselwhisker Webfoot Webkit Webster Wee Hen Weedwhisker Wetfoot Whiskernose Whiskers Whispering Breeze White Tail Whiteberry Whiteclaw Whitefang Whitestar Whitestorm Whitetail (SC) Whitetail (TUG) Whitetail (WC) Whitethroat Whitewater Whitewhisker Whitewing Whorlpaw Wildfur Wildkit Willie Willow Tail Willowbreeze Willowclaw Willowkit (CP) Willownose Willowpelt Willowshine Willowstar Windflight Windstar Wing Shadow Over Water Wishkit Wolfheart W cont. Wolfstep Woody Woollytail Wrenflight Y Yarrowleaf Yellowfang Yellowstar Yew Tail Z Zelda Ziggy

[electricarmchair]

Rainbow Words

Red umbrellas

Striped candy

Ladybugs

Maple trees

Ruby slippers

Rose hips

Shiny apples

Puckered lips

/

Clockwork orange

Tiger lilies

Goldfish scales

Autumn leaves

Tiger monarch

Clementine

Creamsicles

Pumpkin vines

/

Rubber ducky

Yellow canary

Sticky honey

Bumble bee

Daffodils

Banana cream

Albino snake

Sunflower seeds

/

Emerald gemstone

Evergreen trees

Four leaf clover

Parakeet

Prickly pear

Praying mantis

Granny Smith

Chrysalis

/

Splendid fairywren

A blue moon

Ulysses butterfly

Planet Neptune

A swollen sea

Poison dart frog

Robin eggs

Forget-me-nots

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Amethyst quartz

Purple haze

French lavender

Champagne grapes

Pink grapefruit

Cherry blossom tree

Flamingo feathers

And cotton candy

[rowanfrostofshadowclan]

Upcoming Canon Other Character Designs

Kittypets

Ajax

Bella

Benny

Betsy

Birdy

Bob

Brandy

Sasha/Brownie

Buster

Cody

Crystal

Curlypaw

Duke

Ebonyclaw

Ferris

Filou

Flower (Dawn of the Clans)

Fritz

Fuzz

Fuzzball

Hal

Harveymoon

Hattie

Henry

Husker

Hutch

Jacques

Jake

Jasper

Jay

Jessy

Jigsaw

Lily

Little Mew

Livy

Loki

Lulu

Luna

Madric

Max

Minty

Moss

Myler

Nami

Nutmeg (Kittypet)

O’Hara

Oliver

Oscar

Pad

Parsleyseed

Parsnip

Pasha

Patch (Escape from the Forest)

Patch (Ravenpaw’s Farewell)

Pickle

Pine

Polly

Princess

Quince

Raindrop

Riga

Rose (Firestar’s Quest)

Rose (Tigerheart’s Shadow)

Scarlet

Seville

Shanty

Shnuky

Smoke

Smudge

Snookthorn

Snowdrop

Splash

Susan

Taylor

Tom

Tommy

Tyr

Velvet (A Vision of Shadows)

Velvet (SkyClan’s Destiny)

Victor

Violet

Webster

Whiskers

Zack

Zelda

Ziggy

Rogues/Loners

Algernon

Barley

Bess

Bramble

Branch (Hawkwing’s Journey)

Branch (Dawn of the Clans)

Bright Stream

Bumble

Chirp

Cinders

Cloudy

Coal (Firestar’s Quest)

Coal (The New Prophecy)

Cora

Coriander

Cow

Cricket

Darkstripe

Dash

Diesel

Dodge

Domino

Falling Feather

Fircone

Flick

Flora

Floss

Flower (Rogue)

Flower (Loner)

Floyd 

Fog

Foggy

Fox

Frisk

Fritz

Frog

Frost

Frosty

Growler

Harley

Hussar

Jackdaw’s Cry

Jaggedtooth/Snag

Jessamy

Jester

Jet

Jingo

Lichen

Lowbranch

Mae

Mapleshade

Marmarlade

Merry

Misha

Mistfeather

Misty

Mole

Mouse

Night

Nightfur

Nightheart

Nutmeg (Rouge)

One Eye

Onion

Percy

Pepper

Pine

Pixie

Pod

Pricklenose

Quiet Rain

Ravenpaw

Reena

Red

Ruby

Scrap

Scree

Shaded Moss

Shorty

Skipper

Smoky

Sniff

Snowflake

Snowy

Socks

Sol

Sparrow

Speckle

Spider

Spiresight

Stick

Stone (Rogue)

Storm

Streak

Stripes

Suzy

Swift

Tadpole

Tansy

Old She-Cat (The Rise of Scourge)

The Stranger (The Sun Trail)

Toad

Tuna

Twig

Twist

Wee Hen

Woody

Yew

The Kin

Darktail

Dragonfly

Flame

Lioneye

Max

Mistcloud

Nettle

Rain

Raven

Roach

Slit

Sleekwhisker

Thistle

BloodClan

Scourge

Bone

Brick

Hoot/Snake

Ice/Jumper

Icicle

Snapper

Snipe

Minty

Pounce

Tess

Willie

The Guardian Cats

Boots

Bracken

Cobweb

Dotty

Feather

Fierce

Marigold

Mittens

Peanut

Pipsqueak

Rascal

Scowl

Pumpkin

Slash’s Group

Bee

Beech

Beetle

Ember

Slash

Snake

Splinter

Stone

Swallow

Cats of the Park

Arc

Dart

Shine

Flutter

[versatilepoetry]

How His Planet Behaved As The Wind Blew

Newborn leaves shivered in anticipation of unbridled romance; fantasizing beyond realms of the extraordinary- in perfect symbiosis with the fathomless expanse of voluptuous sky, Boundless blades of untamed grass bent a trifle in ecstatic submission; fondly reminiscing their journey till date; on the trajectory of inscrutable planet divine, Waters in streams sparkled to a profound full radiance; tantalizingly leaping towards the Sun—in their everpervading desire to shake hands with its unassailable yellow, Countless petals swayed flirtatiously across boundaries of penance; to find their soulmates of everlasting joy; from amidst an unending firmament of blessed atmosphere, Fish incarcerated in the deepest realms of sinister green ocean water rose to the surface; exuberantly darted in directions as unabashed as the first cry of this earth, Mountain peaks stood more unflinchingly than ever; accentuating their valor with all the more unflinching candidness -saluting the first beams of the Omnipresent Sun, Unfathomable scores of bumble bees commenced to spawn honey with a zeal never ever witnessed before; boisterously whispering tales of their exhilarating air-borne journey-cuddling close in their hives of friendship, Passionate fires spread like white lightening at the most inconspicuous thud of a leaf; stirring the most dolorous bits of atmosphere to crackle into a whole new Universe of undefeated freshness, The creepers most wretchedly entangled in dungeons of limitlessly plaintive captivity; now stood up straight in unison to chant simplistic mantras of holistic existence, Bloodstreams frozen due to tawdry indifference and rebuke; now inexhaustibly indulged in the most ardent activity of living uninhibitedly and let live, The centuries old lifeless tree-trunk suddenly jostled in anticipation of a brand new dawn; dancing once again to the rhythm of densely foliated nature divine and quelling an infinite with its mellifluous shade, Desperately thwarted caves of gloominess breathed a sigh of heavenly relief; rejoicing their compassionate tryst with the world outside; though be it for sporadic moment as destined, Bygone carcasses rotting times beyond the mortuaries of death- cried tears of ecstasy full throttle; at the silken touch which reinvigorated life in one and all; miraculously alike, Nightingales hummed their sweetest songs all sensuous night and even in the heart of the sweltering day; perpetually perpetuating the entire planet with solely the religion of unconquerable oneness, For once even the most discordant notes of the frog struck a chord with every beleaguered heart on the planet; bringing shattered lovers closer to bond with every unshakable sweetness of the soul, The first showers of thunderous rain not only soaked every perimeter of parched earth; but diffused the fragrance of their magically ameliorating wetness to every entity in atmosphere and across; and till times beyond eternity, Timeless rainbows in the sky looked like an insuperable captivating fairy; who this time would never disappear; but would continue to be the sparkle of every divinely fantasizing eye on the handsome Universe, The most irascibly jittery of ants completely forgot to sting and bite; stretching their diminutive armory of feet into a posture of utmost relaxation—to eventually transit into a reverie of tracing their farthest roots, No. It wasn't God who'd descended on earth for all of the above to happen. But he'd sent just an infinitesimal draught of wind instead upon earth; to witness how his unconquerable planet behaved; AS THE WIND BLEW

[starmind-conservation]

Bumble Bee Dart Frog

The bumble bee dart frog gets its name because, according to the math, it cannot fly.

Originally posted at stories.starmind.org.

[kindercelery]

Aw heck nah they be singing the Gary song from spongeboy!

[tedgdecker]

Bumble Bee Arrow Frog (Yellow-banded Poison Dart Frog) - Dendrobates Leucomelas - Native to Peru. Via Pinterest.

[mojomcm]

“There will come soft rains” by  Ray Bradbury

In the living room the voice-clock sang, Tick-tock, seven o'clock, time to get up, time to get up, seven o'clock! as if it were afraid nobody would. The morning house lay empty. The clock ticked on, repeating and repeating its sounds into the emptiness. Seven-nine, breakfast time, seven-nine! In the kitchen the breakfast stove gave a hissing sigh and ejected from its warm interior eight pieces of perfectly browned toast, eight eggs sunnyside up, sixteen slices of bacon, two coffees, and two cool glasses of milk. "Today is August 4, 2026," said a second voice from the kitchen ceiling., "in the city of Allendale, California." It repeated the date three times for memory's sake. "Today is Mr. Featherstone's birthday. Today is the anniversary of Tilita's marriage. Insurance is payable, as are the water, gas, and light bills." Somewhere in the walls, relays clicked, memory tapes glided under electric eyes.

Eight-one, tick-tock, eight-one o'clock, off to school, off to work, run, run, eight-one! But no doors slammed, no carpets took the soft tread of rubber heels. It was raining outside. The weather box on the fron door sang quietly: "Rain, rain, go away; rubbers, raincoats for today..." And the rain tapped on the empty house, echoing.

Outside, the garage chimed and lifted its door to reveal the waiting car. After a long wait the door swung down again. At eight-thirty the eggs were shriveled and the toast was like stone. An aluminum wedge scraped them down a metal throat which digested and flushed them away to the distant sea. The dirty dishes were dropped into a hot washer and emerged twinkling dry. Nine-fifteen, sang the clock, time to clean. Out of warrens in the wall, tiny robot mice darted. The rooms were acrawl with the small cleaning animals, all rubber and metal. They thudded against chairs, whirling their mustached runners, kneading the rug nap, sucking gently at hidden dust. Then, like mysterious invaders, they popped into their burrows. Their pink electric eye faded. The house was clean. Ten o'clock. The sun came out from behind the rain. The house stood alone in a city of rubble and ashes. This was the one house left standing. At night the ruined city gave of a radioactive glow which could be seen for miles. Ten-fifteen. The garden sprinklers whirled up in golden founts, filling the soft morning air with scatterings of brightness. The water pelted windowpanes, running down the charred west side where the house had been burned evenly free of its white paint. The entire west face of the house was black, save for five places. Here the silhouette in paint of a man mowing a lawn. Here, as in a photograph, a woman bent to pick flowers. Still farther over, their images burned on wood in one titantic instant, a small boy, hands flung into the air; higher up, the image of thrown ball, and opposite him a girl, hand raised to catch a ball which never came down. The five spots of paint- the man, the woman, the children, the ball - remained. The rest was a thin charcoaled layer. The gentle sprinkler rain filled the garden with falling light.

Until this day, how well the house had kept its peace. How carefully it had inquired, 'Who goes there? What's the password?" and, getting no answer from the only foxes and whining cats, it had shut up its windows and drawn shades in an old-maidenly preoccupation with self-protection which bordered on a mechanical paranoia. It quivered at each sound, the house did. If a sparrow brushed a window, the shade snapped up. The bird, startled, flew off! No, not even a bird must touch the house! The house was an altar with ten thousand attendants, big, small, servicing, attending, in choirs. But the gods had gone away, and the ritual of the religion continued senselessly, uselessly.

Twelve noon. A dog whined, shivering, on the front porch. The front door recognized the dog voice and opened. The dog, once large and fleshy, but now gone to bone and covered with sores, moved in and through the house, tracking mud. Behind it whirred angry mice, angry at having to pick up mud, angry at inconvenience. For not a leaf fragment blew under the door but what the wall panels flipped open and the copper scrap rats flashed swiftly out. The offending dust, hair, or paper, seized in miniature steel jaws, was raced back to the burrows. There, down tubes which fed into the cellar, it was dropped like evil Baal in a dark corner.

The dog ran upstairs, hysterically yelping to each door, at last realizing, as the house realized, that only silence was here. It sniffed the air and scratched the kitchen door. Behind the door, the stove was making pancakes which filled the house with a rich odor and the scent of maple syrup. The dog frothed at the mouth, lying at the door, sniffing, its eyes turned to fire. It ran wildly in circles, biting at its tail, spun in a frenzy, and died. It lay in the parlor for an hour Two 'clock, sang a voice. Delicately sensing decay at last, the regiments of mice hummed out as softly as blown gray leaves in an electrical wind. Two-fifteen. The dog was gone. In the cellar, the incinerator glowed suddenly and a whirl of sparks leaped up the chimney. Two thirty-five. Bridge tables sprouted from patio walls. Playing cards fluttered onto pads in a shower of pips. Martinis manifested on an oaken bench with egg salad sandwiches. Music played. But the tables were silent and the cards untouched. At four o'clock the tables folded like great butterflies back through the paneled walls.

Four-thirty.   The nursery walls glowed. Animals took shape: yellow giraffes, blue lions, pink antelopes, lilac panthers cavorting in crystal substance. The walls were glass. They looked out upon color and fantasy. Hidden films clocked though the well-oiled sprockets, and the walls lived. The nursery floor was woven to resemble a crisp cereal meadow. Over this ran aluminum roaches and iron crickets, and in the hot still air butterflies of delicate red tissue wavered among the sharp aroma of animal spoors! There was the sound like a great matted yellow hive of bees within a dark bellows, the lazy bumble of a purring lion. And there was the patter of okapi feet and the murmur of a fresh jungle rain, like other hoofs falling upon the summer-starched grass. Now the walls dissolved into distances of parched weed, mile on mile, and warm endless sky. The animals drew away into thorn brakes and water holes.It was the children's hour.

Five o'clock. The bath filled with clear hot water. Six, seven, eight o'clock. The dinner dishes manipulated like magic tricks, and in the study a click. In the metal stand opposite the hearth where a fire now blazed up warmly, a cigar popped out, half an inch of soft gray ash on it, smoking, waiting.

Nine o'clock. The beds warmed their hidden circuits, for nights were cool here. Nine-five.  A voice spoke from the study ceiling: "Mrs. McClellan, which poem would you like this evening?" The house was silent. The voice said at last, "Since you express no preference, I shall select a poem at random." Quiet music rose to back the voice. "Sara Teasdale. As I recall, your favorite... "There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn Would scarcely know that we were gone."

The fire burned on the stone hearth and the cigar fell away into a mound of quiet ash on its tray. The empty chairs faced each other between the silent walls, and the music played.

At ten o'clock the house began to die. The wind blew. A falling tree bough crashed through the kitchen window. Cleaning solvent, bottled, shattered over the stove. The room was ablaze in an instant! "Fire!" screamed a voice. The house lights flashed, water pumps shot water from the ceilings. But the solvent spread on the linoleum, licking, eating, under the kitchen door, while the voices took it up in chorus: "Fire, fire, fire!" The house tried to save itself. Doors sprang tightly shut, but the windows were broken by the heat and the wind blew and sucked upon the fire. The house gave ground as the fire in ten billion angry sparks moved with flaming ease from room to room and then up the stairs. While scurrying water rats squeaked from the walls, pistoled their water, and ran for more. And the wall sprays let down showers of mechanical rain.

But too late. Somewhere, sighing, a pump shrugged to a stop. The quenching rain ceased. The reserve water supply which filled the baths and washed the dishes for many quiet days was gone. The fire crackled up the stairs. It fed upon Picassos and Matisses in the upper halls, like delicacies, baking off the oily flesh, tenderly crisping the canvases into black shavings. Now the fire lay in beds, stood in windows, changed the colors of drapes! And then, reinforcements. From attic trapdoors, blind robot faces peered down with faucet mouths gushing green chemical. The fire backed off, as even an elephant must at the sight of a dead snake. Now there were twenty snakes whipping over the floor, killing the fire with a clear cold venom of green froth. But the fire was clever. It had sent flames outside the house, up through the attic to the pumps there. An explosion! The attic brain which directed the pumps was shattered into bronzeshrapnel on the beams. The fire rushed back into every closet and felt of the clothes that hung there.

The house shuddered, oak bone on bone, its bared skeleton cringing from the heat, its wire, its nerves revealed as if a surgeon had torn the skin off to let the red veins and capillaries quiver in the scalded air. Help, help! Fire! Run, run! Heat snapped mirrors like the first brittle winter ice. And the voices wailed Fire, fire, run, run, like a tragic nursery rhyme, a dozen voices, high, low, like children dying in a forest, alone, alone. And the voices fading as the wires popped their sheathings like hot chestnuts. One, two, three, four, five voices died.

In the nursery the jungle burned. Blue lions roared, purple giraffes bounded off. The panthers ran in circles, changing color, and ten million animals, running before the fire, vanished off toward a distant steaming river... Ten more voices died. In the last instant under the fire avalanche, other choruses, oblivious, could be heard announcing the time, playing music, cutting the lawn by remote-control mower, or setting an umbrella frantically out and in the slamming and opening front door, a thousand things happening, like a clock shop when each clock strikes the hour insanely before or after the other, a scene of maniac confusion, yet unity; singing, screaming, a few last cleaning mice darting bravely out to carry the horrid ashes away! And one voice, with sublime disregard for the situation, read poetry aloud all in the fiery study, until all the film spools burned, until all the wires withered and the circuits cracked.

The fire burst the house and let it slam flat down, puffing out skirts of spark and smoke. In the kitchen, an instant before the rain of fire and timber, the stove could be seen making breakfasts at a psychopathic rate, ten dozen eggs, six loaves of toast, twenty dozen bacon strips, which , eaten by fire, started the stove working again,hysterically hissing! The crash. The attic smashing into the kitchen and parlor. The parlor into cellar, cellar into sub-cellar. Deep freeze, armchair, film tapes, circuits, beds, and all like skeletons thrown in a cluttered mound deep under. Smoke and silence. A great quantity of smoke. Dawn showed faintly in the east. Among the ruins, one wall stood alone. Within the wall, a last voice said, over and over again and again, even as the sun rose to shine upon the heaper rubble and steam: "Today is August 5, 2026, today is August 5, 2026, today is..."

[smoulderscreatures]

You're being watched

[kindercelery]

Color palette for her if y'all ever wanna draw her:)

Basically she's just this