#wof dinner

[ninoxwof]

Stonemover the Nightwing (and Dinner!)

[Image Description: A digital drawing depicting Stonemover from Wings of Fire. He is a stony gray nightwing dragon with tired green eyes and spots of mossy green growing on his legs, tail, back and wings. His eyebrows, nose, horns and spines are like crumbling rocks and stalagmites and he has cracks all over his body. He is laying down with a sort of tired and glum look on his face. In a second picture, dinner the fox is added to it. He's a red fox with a creamy underbelly, and brown sock markings and ears. He is sitting close to Stonemover, next to his back leg. /.End ID]

[daily-orange-character]

Daily Orange Character #157:

Dinner from Wings of Fire!

[resident-wof-expert]

Auklet: Is it okay that I don't want to be alive anymore?

Coral: Yes, Auklet. That's normal.

[tora-the-cat]

On the left, Tsunami; Being born with the weight of the world on her shoulders and then choosing to take a position of authority among the 4 others raised for the same destiny would be bad enough, but Tsunami has never done anything by halves. So of course she is also the lost heir of a kingdom with two younger sisters at constant risk of assassination. At least most people are smart enough to listen to her, though.

On the right, Allison Hargreeves; not the oldest child, but definitely the Eldest Daughter. With six siblings, each with trauma as complex and unadressed as the next, she's been raised to use her words and emotions as weapons and leverage. Even as an adult, she often bears the burden of being the most socialized and emotionally intelligent among her siblings (though the bar is on the ground). It's no wonder that when she inevitably cracks, she snaps hard.

Both are no nonsense and self assured characters who refuse to let anyone tell them what to do with their life, but they refuse to let go of any of their siblings, either. They've almost certainly got some big important Thing to get back to, so everyone get voting!

[wings-of-fire-confessions]

I hate the fact that WoF has modern day animals. like no way are some of these species gonna survive in a world full of dragons

I think WoF should have big extinct animals like the Palaeoloxodons, who is a absolute unit of a elephant, who could probably take down a Mudwing. Quetzalcoatlus so the dragons have some competition in the sky. And maybe the Shastasaurus can munch on some Seawings for dinner >:)

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[accio-victuuri]

sharing this new fake rumor posted over at zsww fake house. it’s a pretty long one ✌🏼going by the conversations, i think the intent here is to supplement their alleged meet up recently. usual disclaimer, this is not real. treat as fan fiction. there are some unnecessary bits omitted but very minimal. just so it wouldn’t be a full translation.

XZ: Don’t worry, I haven’t downloaded it yet.

XZ: Yeah, I know

XZ: I said it

XZ: Well, then I’ll start here.

XZ: Try to be early

XZ: 🫵🏻 Watch for some time

staff: Don’t worry

It has been arranged, but it is not necessary, but there is a sense of ceremony, so I went to prepare it.

people interpret this as XZ watching WoF! i’m cackling cause he is asking the staff to watch it too when he is not looking. reminds me of that other rumor that WYB does the same. he asks staff to watch and then they will tell him what happened if he is too busy to. and he is saying to wyb to come early, maybe he wants to watch it together!

XZ: Don’t move, just lie down.

WYB: It’s okay

WYB: I fell asleep in the car for a while

XZ: Are your legs sore?

WYB: Not bad

WYB: Why do you look at me like that?

XZ: What do you think?

WYB: ☺️ 😏😏😏

XZ: Virtue

WYB: 😀😀

WYB: It's okay. Look. Okay.

WYB: It’s starting to itch a little bit

XZ: Don’t buckle

as for the “virtue” term i looked it up on baidu and it seems like this is used more on the reason of telling WYB off cause what he is thinking is 😏😏.

the itching is probably the wound he has on his hand that is drying up now. and how xz is so concerned for wyb! AHHHHHHH!

XZ: I told you before that you wouldn’t listen.

XZ: It’s quite obvious on TV that there’s a trap.

WYB: Where did you see it?

XZ: Watch the clips. I want to watch them all. Where can I find the time?

WYB: Oh

WYB: You still have time to rest more, ge

WYB: You must be tired, ge 🥺

(….)

XZ: Don’t force me into happy moments……

WYB: 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

watching WoF clips! Hahahahahaha! I find it really cute how they support each other

WYB: What are you having for dinner?

XZ: Please hurry up, please

this next part is mostly WYB being clowned by staff and his continued refusal to make vlogs 🤪 and him not approving an increase in budget! here is a bit:

Staff 2: 😂😂😂😂

Staff 3: You don’t need to provide us with a vlog

WYB: That saves money

Staff 4: Then my budget has increased

WYB: Not approved

Staff 4: 😂

XZ: Mr. Wei has spoken. You must listen.

WYB: I’ll give you some for yourselves.

XZ: Are Mr. Wei’s rights limited to this much?

WYB: It’s up to you whether it’s you or not

XZ: 😅

XZ: Do you think I’ve treated you badly?

WYB: Just kidding, didn’t you click on all of them?

mister wei 🥺🥺🥺 why do i have a feeling that XZ’s favorite right now is Wei Ruolai?

XZ: He doesn’t have many opportunities, so use them and cherish them.

Staff 4: Finished. Here.

WYB: Oh, can you finish it?

WYB: Who do you belong to?

XZ: Report to you

WYB: Huh?

XZ: Repay...the real reward📱take it and repay it

WYB: Then I can take it apart and buy it....

XZ: Then buy it yourself

WYB: You buy it for me...what you just said

XZ: I didn’t say

XZ: OK OK OK

XZ: Aren’t they all in your hands? Buy it yourself.

WYB: Don’t worry if I buy a lot at once

XZ: Scared. I’m so scared.

WYB: I bought just one

WYB: ☺️

XZ: 👍🏻

this is confusing me but what i can gather is wyb bought something! what is it? 👀

Isn't it just for us all to hear you whispering, coaxing, and speaking so loudly? Come on, eat, the meal is here, if you don't eat, you'll be full first.

P.S: The boss doesn’t know that he blinks when he’s trying to coax people.

i love this last part cause OP is sort of complaining about the two lovebirds! as usual, having their own world. and idk who the “boss” is that blinks, or maybe he is trying to be cute by slow-blinking? i have a feeling it’s xz tho 😂😂😂😂

-END.

[puzzled-pegasus]

Percy Jackson stumbles into the SeaWing kingdom :)

Percy turned his head in and found himself face to face with some sort of sea dragon, easily big enough to swallow him whole, with blue-green scales that shone like emeralds, fins along its back, webbed talons, and a wide, muscular tail the length of a school bus or more.

The thing stared at him with flashing green eyes, which he noticed were a similar shade to his own.

Hello, he told the beast in his head, hoping it was friendly.

The dragon's scales glowed and flashed frantically as Percy heard it think, What the f**k?!

Um, excuse me? Percy was surprised at the dragon's response. Usually, sea creatures either greeted him with "my lord"---or if they were hungry and didn't care about Percy's dad being Posiedon---"ooh, dinner!" The dragon's response, though, sounded like shock and confusion.

The dragon's lights flashed some more. You can read my mind?? It said.

Well, kind of, Percy supposed.

You??

Yes. It's me, Percy Jackson, my dad is Posiedon; your lord.

...ohhhh.

----

I made an AU! In this AU, everything is pretty much the same for the demigods in terms of world, except that WoF dragons are among the monsters they already know. The dragons live in their respective habitats, but on Earth, and they worship the Olympians as their gods. Each tribes likes a particular god or gods more than the others, as one would think, but they all worship all of them.

Each demigod is able to communicate with the dragons of the tribe(s) that their godly parent likes the most. Some dragons and demigods end up being friends :)

[theratlivinginyourcouchcushions]

I made a version of my own of the dinner crew wiki photo! The original art was amazing and incredibly helpful, but I had trouble translating the characters into my own art style, hence the reference art! I made some changes based on how well I could draw things, I was a WoF kid growing up, so I have always thought imagined her as a kind of DND style dragon. I got a very helpful response from @gardenofphantoms on what Toby looked like, and my own personal imagining of Mindy (I hope you don’t mind too much @gardenofphantoms (or the writer of the dinner crew) but if you do, please let me know) I just loved the Portland mafia and how it affects the timeline! In a previous post I mentioned that my first tau fic I read was chapter 100 of “tales of a Dreambender” by LadyPhenix, it was amazing! Anyhow, you should go check out the original by @gardenofphantoms

More Kiyo will be coming soon!

[gardenofnineveh]

Tom Bennett (EM’s WoF character) and Lucerys are a sweet couple living together. Right before Tom is scheduled to leave for sea (he is still a navy sailor), the two get into a petty fight about Luke’s spending habits. They end up on not speaking terms as Tom leaves port.

Fast forward a month later, Lucerys is lonely living alone near the navy base. He also misses Tom dearly but doesn’t want to admit he’s been wrong.

A pipe underneath the sink explodes and almost floods Luke and Tom’s home, so Luke calls in a repairman to fix the pipe.

The plumber is none other than his estranged uncle Aemond. Luke is very surprised to see Aemond here, and they chat a bit while Aemond works.

Aemond tells Luke that he can’t fix the plumbing issue unless Luke pays extra. Luke, thinking back to how Tom called him high maintenance and bad with money, decides to be frugal and asks Aemond if there’s any way to save cost.

Aemond agrees to a lower fee for his nephew but requests that Luke go to his house for dinner every week to keep him company. He also tells Luke a sob story about how Alicent disowned him for liking men to win Luke over. Aemond confides in Luke about how he feels that he could never be loved and accepted, and that just brings out the nurturing instincts inside Luke. One thing leads to another and they begin 🫣 a month later.

When Tom finally returns home after deployment, he is welcomed by a pregnant Luke. Luke promises the baby is his. However, Aemond gets jealous when Luke abruptly cuts things off with him, so Aemond meets Tom at Starbucks and exposes what’s been going on while Tom has been away. They get into a physical fight and end up at the police station.

Both men believe the baby is theirs. So they wait until Luke delivers and argues about who the baby resembles more. They cannot decide and ask Luke to make the judgement call. Luke thinks it’s dumb because Tom and Aemond literally look the same.

They also refuse paternity test because Luke has vowed to only stay with the baby daddy and cut the other person out of his life. The two potential daddy candidates argue a lot and fight a lot due to personality differences.

However, once the three have a harmonious group bed time, Aemond and Tom decide to set aside their differences and join forces for maximum lucussy juice extraction. They take turns guarding the precious lucu-fruit and bet on who can impregnate Luke first again.

Both are also very good with fixing things around the house so plenty of plumber/electrician roleplay (also, sexy blue overalls).

[nightwingsaregoths]

And here it is! Like with my previous polls, I promise to link the fanfiction from where the winning option is from.

[some-pers0n]

A Thrilling Evening

Fandom: WoF

Characters: Scarlet, Burn, Moorhen

CW: Mentions of war and consuming alcohol

Summary: Scarlet has invited her other allies to a fun little diplomatic meeting. Unfortunately, they don't seem as thrilled about it as she is.

A/N: I wrote this a while ago, but I still quite like it. My goofy brain loves writing entirely evil characters.

"It's always lovely whenever you two are over," Scarlet said, "rarely am I given a proper excuse to host a dinner party. It gives me a chance to talk with some like-minded dragons. Too few are the generals actually entertaining. Too focused on battles and fighting in the planning and war sense to be enjoyable."

"Are we not here on the basis that this is a diplomatic meeting though?" Moorhen asked.

"Well, that is true, but not all diplomatic meetings need to entirely be all strategies and planning and such. I believe you said before that these nights are more about the queens bonding and growing to trust one another than it is about the subjects we talk about, no?" She glanced at the MudWing queen.

"Just try to keep things on topic, won't you?" Burn commented, looking down at the SkyWing. "You are a pleasant host, but I have better things to talk about."

"Oh please, as though you don't find it fun to talk with us," she playfully said. Burn didn't respond, instead continuing to walk in silence. Disappointed by her lack of input, she frowned. "I suppose you can be that way then."

The trio continued before finally getting to the dining hall. Two guards opened the massive doors, revealing the inside. A sprawling hall that stretched quite a distance. A crescent-shaped marble table sat in the middle, adorned with several gems and jewels. It was lit by candlelight, both from the ones on the table and the chandeliers above. Murals were etched into the walls, depicting the rich and mythical history of the SkyWings.

"Come now. The cooks are preparing our meals. The appetizers will arrive soon, don't you worry." Scarlet slunk into her own special throne, picking up a chalice. But, as she pressed it to her lips, no drink was there.

She hissed at it. "Somebody forgot to pour the wine! Servant!"

Moments later, a scrawny young SkyWing popped out from a nearby room. On a platter were several different wines. "Terribly, terribly sorry, my queen," they apologize. "Now, which one would you like–" Scarlet didn't wait for them to finish before ripping the platter from their claws.

"We can select ourselves," she snarled. "Off with you now! Guards! Find whoever was supposed to pour the wine and throw them in the dungeon! There's no excuse for neglecting such a simple task."

She then turned back to the other queens. "Useless is what they are," she spat. "At least they brought us some quality drink, no? Here, make your choice. I personally just adore this one. It has such a rich and deep flavor." The queen held up an orange bottle, popping off the cork and letting the vibrant red liquid pour into her glass.

"Ooh, what's it called?" Moorhen inquired. "Or what winery it's from."

Scarlet shrugged. "Don't know. All I know is that it's divine. You both have to try it. It's an order, as per my rules."

"Why bother giving us a choice if you only want us to drink one wine?" Burn picked up another bottle, inspecting it.

"Hush now. You'll love it, I just know you will. Something to lighten you up! You're so serious all of the time. It's a dinner party after all, you're free to have some fun."

Burn grimaced. "Thank you for insulting me."

She scoffed. "See what I mean? I was having some light banter, and you come in and make it all grounded and unfun." She took a sip, basking in the flavors of her drink. "Either way, drink up. We've got plenty, so don't be shy."

Moorhen poured her own glass from the same fiery orange bottle. "So, how are things in your kingdoms? So many troops are coming back in mine. Many dead, several more wounded and in need of service. It's rather nightmarish."

"Yes, from your failure of a campaign against the IceWings," Burn said. "It was doomed from the start. I thought your tribe would've avoided such harsh environments due to your limited fire abilities."

The russet-brown queen sighed. "We thought that our fire wasn't all too important. I was idiotic and took a chance, believing that somehow we could claim the hold."

"Yes, it was idiotic," the SandWing continued. "The uppermost area of the continent is Scarlet's problem, isn't it? It should've been an issue she tackled with her own army as opposed to you. Valiant efforts, but that was a choice so awful I'd be ashamed for it for the rest of my life."

Moorhen's wings slunk down, clearly embarrassed. "...indeed, yes."

"It was a spectacle, I'll say," Scarlet interjected. "My scouts reported back some details from the battles. If it didn't end so fast, I would've come over to watch."

"And don't think you're free from this either." Burn glared at the SkyWing as she poured her glass. "Like you said, you knew this was happening. You should've supported her."

"It was over so quickly. Besides, it was doomed from the start. The IceWings have that area protected like–"

"Is this war some sort of game to you?" She raised her voice, slamming down her chalice a little. "I may pride myself on war, but this is far from a situation where you can afford to sit around like this. Unlike you, I would rather send my troops out to fight and die for a cause than to watch them brawl to the death in a battle in which the only reward is only temporary."

Scarlet rolled her eyes. "Here she goes again. Blah blah blah, on and on." She leaned on the table, resting one arm on the table and swirling her drink around with the other. "Darling, I am trying. We all are. It's not my fault if she loses a battle, no?"

"By all means, it is. A quick message to your outposts to aid them could've been the difference between defeat or victory."

"Ugh," she groaned. "Can't we talk about something else? We've just sat down, have we not?"

A bit of awkward silence followed before Scarlet spoke up once more, pointing her cup towards a large painting across the wall. It was a portrait of herself. Her likeness was perfectly captured in it. Her talons were resting on a small podium, smoke fuming from her nostrils and curling around her horns. Her golden yellow eyes were piercing and fierce.

"Beautiful, isn't it? Recently commissioned it. Really brings out my beauty, doesn't it?"

"Tacky."

"I'm sorry...what did you say?" She turned towards Burn.

"How much did you spend on such an obnoxious piece? I can't think of any reason as to why you'd pay for a self-centered and absorbed artwork."

"It is not obnoxious!" she said, gesturing to the giant painting of herself. "To answer your question, I paid nothing for it."

"Nothing? Then how did you commission them?" Moorhen asked.

"Well...I wouldn't say commissioned, now that I think of it. More or less threatened the artist into doing so. They were a prisoner of war. Found out through some guards that they were an artist. One thing leads to another, and look at that. Now have a gorgeous portrait to liven the room up."

The conversation dried up a bit. However, soon enough, distant talons-steps could be heard. A lot of them too. Moments later, a group of servers came through the door.

"Appetizers. They include spitfire salad, deviled eggs, and several types of cheeses and sausage," one announced while the others dished out the food. "Dinner will be ready shortly." Just as quickly as they arrived, they disappeared back into the halls of the palace.

"Thank you so much for dinner, Scarlet," the MudWing queen thanked. "It's been quite difficult recently with the famine and such to find such quality food. I pray that the spirits will tip the balance and give us rain."

"I pray the spirits will let us win one moons-forsaken battle." Burn took a bite from one of the sausage links. "It's been ages since I've had a proper win. We need one after that disaster with the IceWing hold. We've been the laughingstock of the continent. It's time we show them that we're something to be feared."

"Agreed. It's so thrilling being in that position. Who wouldn't want to be feared?"

"Well..." Moorhen spoke up. "Isn't it better to be hailed as a nice queen?"

"Soft queens get stabbed and manipulated. Intimidating ones survive the war. The only reason Blaze hasn't had her throat slit yet is because Glacier's got her on a leash. She's useless and would rather play dress-up and throw parties than partake in battle. Reminds me of somebody..."

"Oh, what? Just because I don't send in my troops the one time you're comparing me to your empty-headed sister?" Scarlet complained. "Please. Besides, we all know I'm far more stunning than she'll ever be."

"Beauty is...subjective..."

"Are you saying I'm not lavish? I'm pristine, aren't I? Dragons would kill for my looks. Look at my scales. Not a nick or scratch."

"What's wrong with scars?" Burn asked. "I find them more honorable and respectful than jewelery and crowns. They're marks. They show you've struggled and come back out on top. That, despite everything, you still roam this land. You're still here. You didn't give up. You weren't a coward. You fought and won." She pointed to a rather nasty looking scar, one that went down her entire neck to her torso. "This isn't something I'm ashamed of. This is evidence of how I am not a dragon to mess with."

The SandWing princess took a sig from her cup. "That alone is worth more than anything you have."

"Gee, thanks for the compliment," Scarlet scoffed.

"You're very welcome."

[treefory]

Wof ark one spoilers

So I finished the book about Starflight and I have some questions I’d like to ask the night wings.

So your telling me that a tribe of dragons that are apparently “the smartest dragons” that live on a volcanic island in the middle of the ocean that is actively starving to death never ever thought about fishing as a food source???

Y’all have a mad scientist character who is capable of making an armor that can hold LAVA for their queen… but can’t make a fishing pole?

How about instead of eating rotting animals, you use the flesh too idk… FISH??

If y’all are magical enough to make portals that can reach for hundreds upon hundreds of miles from your island to the opposite side of an entire continent, you couldn’t make a boat? To go fishing?

There is An entire dragon tribe that’s diet is probably like 95% fish and 5% everything else that is thriving in the ocean! Yet you probably never thought about it cuz “it’s not the night wing way!”

I know fishing won’t solve all their problems but maybe if they did have a good old fish dinner once in a while, they wouldn’t act like they have a stick up their asses all the time 🤷‍♀️

[resident-wof-expert]

since someone sent one of the ones from Tuis blog I shall send the other one that I found, during the early pandemic, which I guess ALSO took place in WoF(quite the coincidence)

Starflight: I miss school.

Tsunami: This IS school. You’re LITERALLY TRAPPED IN A SCHOOL.

Sunny: But with no students! I miss our students so much!

Starflight: And no homework!

Tsunami: Three moons, if you say you miss homework I will stuff this fish up your nose.

Clay (waking up): Did someone say fish? Is it time for dinner?

Starflight (mournfully): I haven’t read a poorly-worded essay with too many commas in it in WEEKS.

Fatespeaker: I’ll write you one! And then read it to you! I promise I’ll read out every single wrong comma!

Peril: Hey, hey everyone, GUESS WHO is a total expert at social distancing?

Sunny: Is it–

Peril: IT’S ME!

Everyone:

Peril: Because of the not touching anyone. Because of how if anyone touches me they’ll burst into flames.

Starflight: Yeah, we got that.

Peril: So if you have any questions about staying six feet apart and NOT setting other people on fire, I am the dragon to ask! OR NOT THAT’S FINE TOO, you can go ahead and set yourselves on fire, see if I care.

Clay (affectionately): Peril, come help me figure out what a “scone” is.

Nerds.

[floralcavern]

WoF fanfic - Whiteout

I lift my head. Whirls of ugly cobalt come from the direction mother and father are. They finally quieted down. They know my hearing is sensitive. But oh well. Let the flow go on as the clouds brush by.

I stand up. Father was at the table and mother was starting on dinner. The tension and silence was horrible. I hear brother come in. I immediately rush to him. I need his rays of yellow to effect me in some way.

He wraps his wing around me. "How was your day?" he asks softly, his usual waves of yellow and light blue echoing off of him.

"My ears ring. And not like a song. It just plays on and on."

Brother gives me the usual face of confusion. I don't understand why everyone makes that face when I speak. It's a perfectly understandable response.

"Were they fighting again?" he asked, tightening his wing around me.

I simply nod, keeping my head low.

Waves of bloody red immediately radiate from him as thoughts of blue, blue, blue father come into play.

"No, no, no," I bed. "Don't start conflict. The silence has come. The time is done. There is dinner mother is making. Let's go get some!"

Brother exhales with his head lowered, but then he lifts it and smiles at me. There's only a couple things I know keep him going. A beautiful dragoness whom I've never seen nor met. She must be someday when the sun and moon rise and fall many times. And me and mother.

I lead him to the kitchen, where mother is setting out plates of mountain goat.

Father growls and says, "It seems we're having goat. Again." I see an ugly aura of green coming from him and I flinch.

"But it's so tasty, see father?" I try to grab his attention, which he only gives me half of. 

I look at mother. "Thank you! I will eat this charitably!"

Mother gives me a smile, beautiful shades of blue radiate from her, calming me. But then, the blue turns to burnt orange as her ears flatten against her head and she turns to father. "Give your daughter some time of day," she hisses at him.

Brother sits next to me. "No, She doesn't deserve his attention," he says coldly.

Brother and father do one of their usual staring contests.

"How dare you think that!?" brother hisses. I jump. I usually block out my family's minds as I find them as untraceable as a song from an albatross that is trapped in another dragon's claws.

"Stay out of my mind!" father exclaims.

"What did he think?" mother asks brother.

"He imagined using a spell on Whiteout to make her a killing machine for the IceWings and he's use her to kill me!!"

Mother's eyes go blank with coldness. So cold I shiver. Is there a wind? Can the clouds just stop moving? Can they stop moving so fast!?

Shouting breaks out among my family, I caught in the center of it. I shrink down into my chair, covering my ears as I try not to cry. But whirls of burnt orange, green, and brown all cloud my mind that I can't help but break into tears.

But no one notices.

Except brother.

He helps me up and leads me into my bedroom. The painting I finished earlier was still drying on the canvas.

Brother's mind is a deep, troubling purple that barely calms me.

He sets me on my bed and gives me my toy of the creature he calls 'scavenger.' I call it 'human.' The humans in my classroom said what they were. Can he not hear it? was what I wondered for a while.

I curl into a ball and my brother puts blankets over me. He's trying to have me rest. But I can't when the yelling is still.. so... loud...

Brother senses this.

"Ohhh, we're going high above the skyyyy~" he sings softly. A lullaby... One he created a couple of years ago. "And we'll fly real super high. And we won't come down. Even if the rain starts to pound."

I join in the quiet singing. And soon, we join together in our own quiet melancholy. "And even if the birds get mad. We'll keep flying so we won't be sad. Then the rest of the day won't be so baaaaad. Let's keep flying. Fly, fly, fly..."

And I slowly drift to sleep, the last color I see is brother's pale red...

[pinksparklelps]

Dream lol

I was both white lily cookie and a dragon at the same time. Possibly also anna from frozen. The kingdoms were all very side by side, and it was forbidden from going to another kingdom because other cookies are yucky and mean. Since my sister was very secluded, i went out with my favorite guard to play in the garden (me, pv, ect were quite young maybe around 8-10) and we picked white roses. Suddenly some guy came riding in on a motorbike and I tried to stop him. I did, and we talked, but then we were attacked by soldiers.

We tried hiding in the trees, and for some reason i picked some berries: pink, blue, and white. One of them made us invisible and we could sneak away. Later on, i was out flying around with a book on magic. I went into the vanilla kingdom, and spotted black raisin cookie + pure vanilla cookie. I chased them for a bit, begging to ask sone questions and that i’d tell them useful stuff. We ended up in a library when they stopped. I was going back down the spiral stairs when BR cookie stopped me and asked what kind of information.

I told her about those magic berries, and asked if she or PV cookie knew anything for me. They didn’t and we all head off. A day later I was stuck in the palace because it was raining pretty heavily and i was told the garden would surely be flooded. Regardless, i went outside into town, and saved the guy on the motorbike from drowning in the flooded streets. We flew back to the garden, and realized it wasn’t very flooded anymore, and went searching for the berries again. Tons of trees and bushes were cut from the previous soldier attack.

So we went into the golden cheese kingdom, and accidentally scared a bunch of humans. We eventually found some willing to help, and one similar to Wren in wof helped us look for more berries. I apparently had a pet at this point, a guinea pig mixed with a cat. We ventured into somewhere similar to the poison jungle in pantala, where we had to flee quickly so no one would get eaten by plants. Timeskip to dinner, i dropped my berries off at the table at wrens familys place cuz they invited me for dinner.

It was then i noticed my guinea cat was missing and panicked, immediately flying back to retrace my steps while calling for him. His name was loner i think. I eventually made it into the dark cacao kingdom which was for some reason like the city in stray. It was night and i was missing for like a day from my kingdom. I found my pet, and had a little game battle where i was given a paw with claws and had to make my feral dude realize its me. I eventually got him back, and we headed back to the my kingdom. I accidentally also messed up the clouds of the pegasus palace that was for some reason in between the lily and golden kingdoms. I was in my garden, deciding to plant my berries after retrieving them from wrens place.

One of the soldiers somehow snuck over and tried to kill me. I quickly fled, and found all dragon queens (including my mom who i think was ruby of the skywings?) and yelled that someone just tried to assassinate me. Me, ruby, and glory headed to the cloud palace for some reason, where we met Princess Celestia. She asked me to please fix what I had damaged, and she’d take me to her garden to get white roses to fix it. We did so (I accidentally grabbed some red lilies which i was embarrassed about) and went back to fix the clouds. While the queens did that, i went and talked to some random ponies walking along the border of the lily kingdom. And then the dream ended.

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05-11-2023 (2/3)

The next day we resumed our way inland, made a quick stop at "the T-rex tree":

...and drove down to the famous Buller gorge. The turquoise water was beautiful in the sun when it did come out, and I paid a little too much money to be allowed to walk over a bridge, and then zipline back head-first!

After that thrill we continued on our way, and made it to another so-called Nelson Lake that I hadn't yet visited on my way down the island: lake Rotoroa. Though the views were beautiful and the hikes around there pretty nice, the sandflies were absolutely ruthless and they made it impossible to be stationary outside. This meant dinner had to happen inside the cars, and afterwards we all piled into my van so we would have some company :) And we actually felt an earthquake! We all thought it was one of the others shaking our cars, but we checked online the next day and it had truly been a little earthquake.

The day after that, it looked like we would have to split up once again. So I made my bear wave goodbye to my lovely friend:

And continued on to Motueka. It was very cool to return to a place that I had already been to, which also meant that with that stretch of road, I had officially closed my loop around the island!

The other friend that was still with me and I relaxed by the beach for a bit, and then I got lucky enough to meet the man behind many a backpacker facebook page. We spoke a bit about finding work, about travel plans, and then I asked him about the self-contained certification for vehicles. Contrary to what every mechanic in the country so far had told me, he said Elrond could get re-certified! Apparently he knew a guy who still operated under the old rules, so I immediately got into contact with him. I got super excited because a new certification would immensely increase the resale value. I spent that entire day making the car look nice, making sure all the necessary parts were installed (which included two trips to the hardware store), and after that entire whirlwind, Elrond passed the test with flying colours! I have since received the new certification, and I am so incredibly stoked.

That same man offered to help me get a new warrant of fitness for the car, or WOF. Elrond's previous WOF would expire in January, and since I'm hoping to sell him (WITH PAIN IN MY HEART MIND YOU) in November, that was cutting it a bit close. I decided to take the risk and have him checked, knowing that if he failed, I'd have 28 days to fix him up and get him re-checked a the same place for free. Unfortunately he did fail, on four separate points. My newfound friend and I scrambled to get appointments in with mechanics and sparkies alike, and after half a day two of the four points had already been taken care of, thanks in part to a local car wrecker who has this exact model of car in his junkyard and was kind enough to sell me some parts I needed. The other two points would have to be fixed on the 30th in the morning. This would jeopardise me making it to the ferry, and even if I did it would be stressful. So, I moved back the ferry for what would later become known as the first time. I rescheduled it for November 1st, hoping I could get the car fixed, re-checked, and be on my way on Monday.

In the meantime, I headed to Mārahau. I went for a short, quick hike into Abel Tasman national park before going to see an old friend at an open mic night. I had a grand time playing with him and his band, and thoroughly enjoyed the vibe!

I ended up stealth camping (shh) in the Abel Tasman parking lot, and I didn't get caught 😇 I did make sure to get up early and get out of there, which resulted in me having a prime spot from which to view the sunrise:

I drove on to another familiar spot: Kaiteriteri beach, where I parked the car and took a nap in the morning sun, which felt like absolute bliss. That afternoon I got myself an impulse haircut, and then made my way to Whakatū for Friday night open mic night. As I posted in the moment, I was so happy to be able to see all those wonderful people one last time, and I got to play together with a cherished friend. I sang The Leaving of Liverpool, but I had replaced the place names with Whakatū-relevant places :) I understand that they liked it! I was kindly given a ride back to Elrond by the organiser, and bade him a very fond farewell.

That Sunday I made it back to Motueka and went busking at the market. I hadn't done that in a long time, so it was very nice to refresh my repertoire and make sure my equipment still worked. I met four other musicians, one new and three I already knew. It was so nice to be out in the sun playing some tunes and socialising, though despite me putting on SPF50 sunscreen twice within three hours, I still got burned once again. I was kindly informed of this when I started packing up by two people who had had eyes on my (burning) back for three hours, but had decided to wait to notify me for some reason... I tried to cool it down a little by taking a cold shower by the beach, and then one of my friends joined me there! We got to talking and both enjoyed spending time together, so I moved my ferry once again: to the 4th of November. This seemed so nicely full circle to me, because I arrived in Aotearoa on February 4th, and took the ferry to Te Waipounamu on July 4th!

On the 30th of October, I was at the mechanic bright and early. They took Elrond in, and after about an hour and a half they called me with good and bad news: issue no. 3 had been fixed, but issue no. 4 had turned out to be a lot more complicated (and expensive to fix) than previously thought. New parts would have to be ordered in, and they weren't sure when they would arrive. I tried to get some parts from the wrecker I was now acquainted with, but unfortunately they were very worn too. So I reluctantly agreed to this new plan, hoping I wouldn't have to move my ferry again (foreshadowing who?).

That afternoon my friend and I impulsively headed out to Abel Tasman national park once more, to get my mind off of the car stress, and because she would head South the next morning and this would be our last day together! We had a blast driving up there and walking all the way to Coquille bay and back. I was very grateful to get yet another, deeper look into this stunning park ❤️

I spent some time after that in Motueka, just lying in wait for a call from the mechanic that the parts had arrived. I did some elaborate makeup for Halloween even though I had nowhere to wear it to, and then spent a lot of my time finally sitting down and reading up on the news. Without getting into specific politics on this particular blog, the global situation has me extremely upset and worried. Reading about it, watching videos and talking with friends to get a grip on the situation and actually allow myself to feel how incredibly disturbing it all is left me feeling desperate, powerless and unable to amount to much. Which is of course nothing compared to what people across the world are going through. Luckily I could afford to, because the parts took longer to arrive than I had hoped. After a few days I started to get really nervous, but just then I heard I could bring the car in! It took them a while, but they fixed Elrond up, and gave him back to me at the end of the day. Unfortunately by then the WOF place had already closed, and so I pushed my ferry back once more: to November 6th. And it has remained at that date since!

The next morning, bright and early, I headed over for the WOF recheck. And as I had expected he would, this time Elrond passed. This too should add a bit of resale value to the vehicle, which will be nice after I had to spend a big smack of money on the repairs.

My eye was caught by a sign announcing a garage sale down the road, and I couldn't ignore that. I headed over and got to talking with the lady who was downsizing her house, and as it turned out she was Dutch too! I had a lovely conversation with her and her elderly mother, who proudly announced she had lived 40 years in The Netherlands, and then 44 here. It was endearing to hear her speak Dutch but almost uncontrollably revert back to English every now and then, and the same for her daughter, though she had only lived in The Netherlands for 10 years, which meant her Dutch wasn't as solid as her mom's. I bought two really cute skirts, a top, a sweater and two pairs of shoes that will hopefully be a lot more comfortable to walk in at work than my heavy hiking boots. We'll see!