#long-tailed skipper

[nobodyknowsthebuggiesiveseen]

[anipgarden]

Here have a skipper I saw at Home Depot today

[chellephire]

I found a little Inornate Pyrausta moth in the perfect hiding place! A purple lil guy one a beautiful Mexican Sage blossom 🥺 and a Long-tailed Skipper because I am In Love with the teal on their back!!!

[rachelsrandomsphotos]

Long-tailed Skipper (Urbanus proteus)

Taken at Turkey Creek Sanctuary in Palm Bay, FL

*this poor little butterfly unfortunately lost it's long tail; only way I could ID was from another photo I got of it from above*

[dansnaturepictures]

10th July 2024: Views and nice sky scenes at Lakeside Country Park and out the front, beautiful Goldfinch and Greenfinch in the garden, musk mallow, creeping thistle, red clover and hemp agrimony at Lakeside, steeplebush at home and a Lesser Black-backed Gull I got brilliant intimate views of at Lakeside. Hearing its wail evocative of the seaside today and it was nice to see it yawn too.

Other highlights today were Greylag and Canada Geese, Great Crested Grebe, Moorhens, top views of Long-tailed Tit, Small Skipper, Small White, dragonflies which I saw quickly and couldn't quite tell what species, melilot, bird's-foot trefoil, agrimony and wild carrot.

[funkylilomen]

poor little fella got squished in the car door :(

they're still alive but i doubt they'll last much longer

i feel really bad

[i-eat-butterflies-when-im-alone]

LONG TAILED SKIPPER BUTTERFLY

looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong!!!!!!!!

also!!!!!! this is my 100th post!!!!!!!!! congrats to me for posting 100 butterflies on this silly little blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[whatnext10]

Colorful Bean Leaf Rollers are Back in Florida

Roller Flight Here in central Florida we have lots of gorgeous butterflies of all sorts of shapes and sizes. Most we see throughout the spring and into the late fall or mainly in the spring and fall with just a few being around in the middle of the summer. The bean leaf roller butterfly or long tailed skipper(Urbanus proteus), however is only seen in Florida in the fall. They happen to be one of…

[professionalunprofessional]

A Long-Tailed Skipper on some delicious looking flowers!

[charliemwrites]

1fur1 Price part 2

(Sorry if this isn’t, like, spectacular. It’s been a minute since I wrote for this au)

The house is getting an upgrade. Two wolf dogs was a cozy situation, but manageable. The addition of a third, especially one as big as Konig, was pushing it. Like, really pushing it.

Now that Skipper has adopted himself into the family…

Not that you mind, of course. Skipper has been a bit of a blessing in furry disguise. You know that “Alpha Dog” dynamics aren’t an actual Thing with wolves, but if they were, you think Skipper would be it.

He must have some sort of shepherd in his blood because he wrangles the rest of the boys masterfully. They spend too long in the yard, he’s barking and nipping and rounding them up. Johnny’s being too insistent about “sharing�� your food, he’s inserting himself between you two. Ghost and Johnny get rambunctious, he’ll tolerate it for a couple minutes but then he’s breaking it up with a grumble — especially if they’re acting up inside.

You appreciate the help.

It’s not that the boys don’t listen to you. They do! With almost perfect obedience. But it can still be overwhelming to keep an eye on everyone all the time.

“Oh darling, why is it always you?” you sigh, scratching at Konig’s chin. Receive a whine in return.

Your poor sensitive guy. Stepped on a bee in the yard, it seems. The vet cooed over him, gave him some meds, and now he’s all but collapsed in an anxiety-exhausted heap by the fireplace.

Johnny is pacing behind you, making upset noises and nosing at your elbow.

“I know you’re worried, bud,” you soothe over your shoulder. “He’s alright.”

You’re working a sock over Konig’s bandages so that he doesn’t pick at them. Johnny takes that as an invitation to insert himself into the mix, bumping into your shoulder hard. Your hand pushes into konig’s paw as you catch your balance and he yelps. The noise surprises you, scares you, hands jerking back.

Skipper is on him in an instant, teeth on his scruff and yanking him away from you and Konig. For once, Johnny resists, yelping and whining crying.

“Jesus, enough!” You raise your voice a bit to be heard over all the canine yelling. Get a hand in Skipper’s scruff and give him a shake. “Release.”

He does, though not without an indignant growl, twisting around to glare at you. You didn’t even know dogs could glare with so much indignation.

“What are you gonna do, bite me?” you challenge, hand still buried in his fur. “Grow up.”

You turn to Johnny, who’s making a great show of looking pathetic, tail down and ears back.

“Got to bed,” you instruct, pointing with your other hand to the cushion Ghost is on. Those two are thick as thieves, you’re sure Johnny will feel better after some cuddles. Sure enough, Johnny drags his feet over to ghost, who grumbles as he makes room for the other dog.

You let Skipper go, who makes a big scene of shaking off. But he doesn’t go making trouble with Johnny, so you let him be. Which leaves Konig, who isn’t making eye contact with anyone.

“You alright, baby boy?” you croon. He licks your offered hand.

You manage to finish getting the sock on in peace, dropping a kiss to the scar on his forehead.

“My little trooper, good boy,” you murmur.

With him settled, you sit back with a sigh. Skipper is sitting, looking mighty offended. You groan.

“I’m sorry, honey,” you offer, extending a hand to him. “I was just stressed and all that fussing freaked me out. I know you were just trying to help.”

A long, long look at your palm. And then he sighs and sets his chin in your hand. You waste no time scritching along his jaw, coaxing him closer until you can leave kisses all over his muzzle and forehead.

“Big strong boy,” you coo, grinning into his ears when you see his tail sweeping slowly back and forth. Like he doesn’t want you to notice. “Such a good helper. Thank you, handsome.”

Peace restored, you settle onto the couch until dinner time.

So yes, four wolf-hybrids is pushing it on space.

—

You’re being minded.

It would be funnier if your dog wasn’t better at taking care of you than you are.

“You must have been in service dog training or something,” you muse, accepting the pill bottle from Skipper’s mouth. “Someone wanted you to work.”

And work he does.

If it’s not helping you keep the boys in line, it’s patrolling the yard with Ghost. Or nudging you to eat at mealtimes. Or putting you to bed. Hes a busy boy, hardly ever settles on the couch with the rest at night for snuggle time.

And when you do strong arm him into it, his ears are perked at every little noise, ready to protect.

There’s also this. The bringing you meds. (You try not to think about how he managed to get into the cabinet. Maybe you left them out on the counter?) Or sometimes he picks up things you’ve dropped, like pens or keys or even your phone.

It’s sweet, but you worry he’s bored. When you do buy him enrichment toys though, he gives them a perfunctory sniff, then leaves them for one of the others. (Johnny in particular loves the treat puzzles.) So you figure he’s stimulated enough, considering bored dogs usually tear into anything and everything.

“You know I’m supposed to take care of you right?” You tease, patting his big, sturdy side. “I take care of everyone here. You’re my boys.”

Skipper snorts and sits down, watching you, eyes pinging between your face and the pills. You huff, amused despite yourself.

“Alright, alright! Rude mutt.”

A little “boof” — agreement or offense? You amuse yourself with anthropomorphizing his noises while you chug water with your meds.

“See? Done. Ta-da!” You say when they’re done.

Another “boof” and then he’s trotting off. Pauses to give you a significant look. You check the time. Right, it’s lunchtime. Best to take meds with food anyway.

“I’m coming,” you groan, shuffling after him.

All the dogs are waiting for you in the kitchen, big eyes and perked ears.

“Look at you lot,” you laugh, dropping a scratch to Ghost’s head as you pass. “What is this, an intervention. I’m not giving you guys enough peanut butter?”

Skipper ignores you, taking his usual place at the entrance to the kitchen. A good vantage point to keep an eye on you and the rest of the house. He only accepts a little bit of shared food after everyone else gets a bite. You hum as you consider all of them, crammed into your kitchen because they’re a clingy lot.

“Might be time for a move, guys,” you sigh. “Or maybe another story.”

You glance at the ceiling with dread. Either way, you’re not looking forward to it.

Main Story | Price pt.1 | Gaz

Masterlist

[kcamberart]

Long-Tailed Skipper

[minkydinks]

SilkWings

In my headcanon of WoF, SilkWings are tall, elegant, passive dragons that resemble insects from the order Lepidoptera (butterflies & moths).

They are the largest tribe in Pantala, but are actually quite a bit smaller than most tribes in their neighboring continent, Pyrrhia.

Despite being much taller than their HiveWing hosts, SilkWings keep their heads held low to show consideration for their position within the hives. It's seen as a common courtesy to keep this posture around HiveWing superiors, officials and royalty, but is not required for standard citizens. SilkWings are taught this posture from an early age.

SilkWings come in any color under the sun. The whole rainbow at the same time, on occasion. Although black is a fairly uncommon color, it is still very possible, and is usually seen on SilkWings with a direct descent from ancient black dragons.

SilkWings are hatched with three pairs of limbs, like HiveWings; but their middle pair of arms become their wings during metamorphosis. During dragonethood, this extra set of arms is essential to staying safe as they traverse the webs they live in. However, when not climbing, they can often trip up the dragonets they belong to.

Each SilkWing has completely unique wings. Unless they're twins from the same egg, no two have the same shape, patterns, or colors. Some SilkWings might have trailing tails at the ends of their wings; like a Long-Tailed Skipper. While others might have short, rounded wings; like the Round-Winged Vagrant. Some may be opaque and bright, others two-sided. Some even transparent and glassy, like a Glasswing butterfly.

Unlike most other dragons as well, SilkWings have very short, round snouts; although their tongues are astonishingly long, and are designed for drinking nectar from large flowers and fruits. However, due to the HiveWings' dominance over their land, and the lack of most lush flora, SilkWings rely exclusively on HiveWings to provide them with the food they need through foraging.

[eldritch-spouse]

to nena: mommy do you have to go to work?

Dressed in her usual pink attire, with upturned brows and a soft voice, no one would blame you for saying that this isn't the same woman who made you grind on her boots while licking the slick off her fingers last night.

But that's still Nena, your wonderful, kinda creepy sometimes, girlfriend.

" I'm the head imp of Greed, skipper. " She sighs, brushing her hair in front of the vanity. " I'm sorry for leaving you on your lonesome for so long... "

She pulls away, moving towards you with a wagging tail and her expensive nude lipstick, probably a perk for doing her job well. She starts applying it to you, in spite of you literally still being naked and tangled in bed sheets...

" But think of it this way, okay? When the King and the Queen decide to make an heir, someone else is going to take my place for a while. " Right, you forget succubi and babies don't mix well. " And I'm going to spend a lot of quality time with the prettiest girl in the whole wide world. "

Her giggle is punctuated with a long kiss, the nude shades now faintly imprinted on her own sweet lips, before she trots off to work.

[dansnaturepictures]

21/06/2024-Oxeye daisies, creeping cinquefoil, grass vetchling, views, pyramidal orchid, bindweed, bee orchid and Large Skipper at Lakeside Country Park and home today.

Young Starlings and Long-tailed Tits at home and Lakeside in a great time I'm having for seeing young birds lately, Great Crested Grebe still on a nest, Black-headed Gull, Herring Gull, Lesser Black-backed Gull, House Sparrow, loads of Marbled Whites in Lakeside's meadows, Meadow Brown, Ringlet, Red Admiral, dock, yellow rattle, meadow crane's-bill, green alkanet, bird's-foot trefoil, knapweed, vetch and white clover were other highlights today with Ring-necked Parakeet heard at Lakeside.

[kyra45]

Long-Tailed Skipper in my garden.

[loupy-mongoose]

I've been so busy and drained and just generally in a funk this week due to work and being socially stretched. But I've managed to get some doodles and arts done!

And moth Mews were brought up on Discord. I came across this lovely fellow--the Long-Tailed Skipper--started working on a Mew, and then learned it's actually a butterfly.

Oh well. XD

The temptation to make a whole colony of mothymews is strong.