Trinket

Axlarr felt something hit him in the face and not realizing what it was he let out a snake like hiss and his arms flailed. He hadn't seen what was thrown his way. He bit the pelt and then realized it was just a pelt. With an embarassed huff he grabbed it and flung it haphazardly over his shoulder. It was rare for him to leave the swamp, he'd been born and raised there. His late mate had wandered there to him and she'd been the one to deal with all things diplomatic. "Where's an invader?" His ears flattened against his head. The voices were somewhat familiar. "Me!?" He chuckled. "I can't even leave the swamp without getting lost and running into rocks. I assume I'm not in the swamps..." although he did smell delicious toxic berries nearby. Those with his snout couldn't smell very well, but for some reason being blind had given him a boost in that sense.

Axlarr's lifted his head and called out, "Hello!?" He really hoped he hadn't run into a family of predators. Still, the sound reminded him of nichlings and not the growls, grunts, and squeaks made by those creatures that tried to hunt his kind. Although most things that might try to take a bite out of him would find themselves poisoned.

Shivering in the cold, Axlarr, King of the Swamps blinked. If only he could see! But he heard voices. "War? What?" He walked toward the voices, but again unfamiliar with the territory he let out a loud 'oof' having run into an ice cold rock.

Skanarr had been listening to the conversation. The peaceful bear had given him pause. He blinked and shook his head. "Looks like you've got yourself a little helper, Pidgeon. But I came to report that I've taken note of some cracker jaw females here and there. Some may even be hidden in the ice blocks, but it's too cold for me," what with his spiky body and low cold resistance.

Sure. Did you want to keep their names, or change them? (ah ) One more shouldn't hurt if you really want to play him, but let me know.

Axlarr growing restless began to traverse the land using his other senses to guide him. He stumbled into a tree and let out a small yelp and rubbed a paw over his nose. With a grumble and a nip at the tree, he continued his journey only to feel an unusual cool breeze that he was not at all used to. And something wet and cold landed upon the end of his snout. It was chill and yet soothed the bruise from his earlier run-in with a tree. He should have noticed he'd walked up the side of a mountain! Now he was lost! The swamp kingdom, particularly the princesses, would soon be in an uproar if they could not find their king, especially having already lost their queen not many a moon ago.

That would be cute. Friendships are adorable.

Of course! Let me know if you want to rename any more of them. I'm glad there was only one that generated a really odd name due to the syllables I added e_e

Skanarr, the purrsnouted spiky bodied wanderer of the grasslands had finished his rounds for the day and had cleared away some grass. There had been so much of it regrowing as late. If only there were more berry bushes, or better yet trees! "Pidgeon, how fares thy oak fields?" His ear flicked as he heard the sound of a stag mole popping up and nibbling on something.

Alright.

Sure! Do you want to keep all the names, or change any of them?

Sure. Do you want to rename them or keep their names as is?

The ones that fall from the tree are fine, but it might not be a good idea to shake the tree. And the acorns can be used for more than cracking for food since the nut acts as a seed. Axlarr thinks Dodomingo fertilizer works best, but the stag moles just eat the roots of new plants so getting anything else to grow besides grass has proven difficult. Not that he can see any results.

Sure! Did you want to give him a different name, or keep the one he has?

Axlarr sat next to a toxic berry bush under the shadow of a mangrove tree. He could hear the slow, slow movement of the snails that he himself could not reach. "Where is a flyer when you need one?" His tongue flicked over one of his fangs. Snails were such a delicacy but he could not fly and even if he could there was no way for him to see where he was going.

Here be a setting in which to role-play. In order to join, please submit a nichling, or adopt one of those found below. If your nichling may have been alive during this era feel free to allow them to visit. Setting: In a time long since passed, it is believed that the islands may have been one. Or at least two to three of the islands were interwoven. In a way not quite as helter-skelter as that of the Grass Adventure or Grass Mingle lands. Here in Ardanaia, which is what the leaders of this land call all the world, there are three sections of land. The first is Acelle. In the far north of Acelle are the mountain peaks covered in snow throughout most of the year. One of those peaks is an inactive volcano under which magma flows and allows a large hot spring to form at the base of the mountains where the melted run off of snow falls and a river flows into. Water is kept warm, but not boiling. Snow monkeys appear to watch nichlings at the hot spring and oft use the hot springs themselves. The mountains converge into a swampland. The grasslands surround most of the swamp where the mountains do not. There may be a couple of jungle plants (two carnivorous plants, a stinky fruit tree, and one full grown jungle tree) hidden in a small patch or two within the grasslands. Torva, which is the second land, begins as the grasslands continue to get drier to the south and thus one run's into the savannah. The grasslands run into a lagoon that is fed from the surrounding sea. The third land is known as Mirahl which is a distance from the mainland. Here there is a strip of land where dangers lurk, for it is a small to medium sized jungle island isolated from the mainland. What no one has done as yet is found the entrance(s) to the caves which lead to a subterranean world, but if they ever did they'd need to be careful of the magma river and steam geysers. There too are some underground caverns that may be frozen as well wherein the cave walls are covered in layers upon layers of ice or permafrost. Such an icy layer has captured the horrors of a further distant past both of bones and those animals, including nichlings, frozen in time. Other Threads involved. Grasslands of Acelle Snowy Mountains of Acelle Swamplands of Acelle Savanna of Torva Lagoon of Torva Jungle Isle Mirahl Characters - Please note that you do not need to use the names seen on these screenshots. Feel free to give whichever character you choose a name. (If they don't have a played by [name] they are open) Guard of the Savanna. Has an identical twin brother who is not pictured here. (Played by Trinket) Queen of the Savanna. (Played by Aetherskye) Juja, a wandering baby of the Savanna. Whose daughter is she? What secrets and skeletons lie hidden within the lands and kingdoms of Ardanaia? (Played by bostonlobstah) Scout and Messenger of the mainlands. Collector and trader of toxic berries and rabbil pets, rabbil fur, and rabbil meat. Junebug, the leader of the Lagoon Pod. (Played by Brokenshock) Niece of The leader of the Lagoon Pod. In search of the missing prince who carries the last of the royal Lagoon Pod bloodline. (Played by bostonlobstah) Speaker of Whales who recently washed up on the shores nearby the Lagoon. (Played by bostonlobstah ) Not as annoying as most other Rogue Male's Guard and fisher of the Swamplands along the Tevinia River. A collector of Insects of the Swamplands. Trader of insects, snails, and mangrove leaves and seeds. Grandmother of the collector of insects of the swamplands. Teller of tales of horror and fright. Keeper and trader of leeches as pets, expierments, and meat. (Played by Aetherskye) King of the Swamplands (Played by Trinket) Son of the King of the Swamplands Daughter of the King of the Swamplands. Twin of her only brother. Future Queen of the Swamplands. Eldest of her siblings. Daughter of the current King of the Swamplands. Youngest daughter of the Swamp King born the day a Bearyena stole her mother. Thief of Toxic Berries, acorns, and fish who mainly wanders the swamplands. Descended of Bearyena's, rogue males, and the lost platypus empire. Bodyguard of the Leader of the Lagoon Pod. (Played by Trinket) Caretaker of the Ancient Oak within the Grasslands. He has yet to find a suitable cracker jawed female to continue the legacy of the Ancient Oak Caretakers. (Played by Skysplash8) Guard of the Grasslands (Played by Brokenshock) Now a fmelae named Peril. Fisher of the Grasslands of Navarre Pond. (Played by Brokenshock) Hermit of the Grasslands along the River that feeds into Navarre Pond. Sister of the Hermit of the Grasslands. Hunter of moles for food, for pelts to line nests, and for pets to trade. Wanderer of the grasslands. Collector of normal berries and acorns. Friend and ally of the Caretaker of the Ancient Oak. (Played by Trinket) The leader of the Snowy Mountain Guard. Hunts balance bears and ramfoxes for meat, fur, and trade. Queen Raven of the Snowy Mountain. Twin sister of the Leader of the Snowy Mountain Guard. Feel free to name the snowy mountain if snowy mountain doesn't sound like the best of names. (Played by Brokenshock) Rogue Female. May be considered a Princess among the Rogue Male's. Dweller of the Savanna. Eater and collector of insects and seashells for trade. (Played by Lilytuft) Seedling, a collector of nesting material. Disperser of seeds. Trader of normal berries and roots. (Played by bostonlobstah) Adopted daughter of the collector of nesting material. (Played by Lilytuft) Lost Uncle of the adopted daughter of the collector of nesting material. A wandering baby of the Jungle Isle with three friendly Bearyena's as her guardians. (Played by Aetherskye) Another wandering baby of the Jungle Isle with a Peaceful Bear as his guardian. (Played by Aetherskye) A collector of Stinky Fruit who was born on the Jungle Isle, but found her way to the patch of jungle surrounded by the grasslands. Descended of Amazon Queens. Collector of Stinky Fruit upon the Jungle Isle, otherwise known as Mirahl. She who wanders the mountains. She seems rather... lost, in more than one way. He hides within the Savanna. He who wanders everywhere He who is anamored of bats and bat wings. A lone fisher who longs for a family, but has a bit of a problem. Torn between a possible betrothal to a swamp princess, or the intrigue of a gilled female, or the life of a bachelor. He lives in an acorn tree, hidden by its canopy and likes to drop acorns on the nichlings below. (Played by Aethersyke) She lives in an Acacia Tree and will sometimes trade her acacia nuts with others. (Played by Renio2490) Digger of graves and tunnels, and planter of seeds. An young ancestor trapped in an ice glacier upon the Snowy Mountain. A slightly younger half-sister of the young ancestor trapped in an ice glacier. So too is she trapped in an ice block. Makes a game of whacking the moles. A lone warrior who lives on the outskirts of the savanna and swamps. She is expecting twins, but who the father might be, only she knows. She who was born in upon the Jungle Isle known as Mirahl and who has just begun to explore the mainland... what tales has she of apes? Granddaughter of a Bearyena, she lives with Bearyena Hybrids and Friendly Bearyena's, but has longed for adventure and perhaps an acorn tree to call her own. (Played by Trinket) Loyal, but lonely warrior of the grasslands. He who is an Rogue Male annoying beyond belief. Spiky-HA! A little warrior whose mother would trade him in a heartbeat for things she and her group need, or to gain some form of alliance... though she lives on a far distant continent, but hey what are flying nichlings for, or whales for that matter? Elder brother of the above nichling. A collector of bugs and trader of healing fruits. Where has this fellow gotten himself lost at this time? His pets/friends are two clown koi and a crabbit. (Played by Brokenshock) New to the lands as he just left the back of a whale he's headed for the snowy mountain. His and his younger brothers parents were rather old when they had them and died on the whales back of old age. Younger brother of the above nichling. (Played by Trinket)

Here's a bit more. It seems my chapters are on the shorter side. Still kind of a first draft so if there are some odd things I'll have to go back through later. Also I can't remember if I wrote this before or after I started playing Niche. (I've had Tarantella as a character since before November 2012 and briefly in 2007 or 2008 before I took a long hiatus from roleplay). Feel free to point out anything that sounds odd if you'd like. Chapter One Several eyes gazed out from bushes, holes in the trunks of trees and from above in the canopy of branches and leaves, and in the sky. They watched man leave the forest. They were safe once more. Waltz turned from watching the creatures without fur to look upon the cream and white she-wolf sitting just outside the birthing den. “Are they ready, Sakari?” She dipped her white muzzle, “They are.” With a yip, she called to her pups. “Khon, Kolo, Zydeco, Tarantella come on out and see the world. The lands of the Spirit Song Pack.” First out of the den was a large-sized pup with russet fur, black limbs, and golden eyes. The pup’s black tipped russet tail wagged with furious speed as he waddled to betwixt Waltz’s forelegs. “Welcome to the outside, Khon.” Waltz lowered his head to snuff at the top of the young one's head. Next, one white paw moved outside the den. There it hesitated before a second white paw appeared from the shadows. Sakari yipped. “Kolo, there is nothing to fear. Do come out and join your brother.” Kolo squeaked, “I don’t know.” A second voice, a bit stronger than the last reached their ears, “Get a move on Kolo! I want to see outside, not sniff your butt; again!” With an oomph, Kolo, a cream, russet and white male only marginally larger than the first pup pulled himself up out of the den. He hurried to his mother’s side and pressed against her with a shiver. A third pup bounced out of the den without more encouragement. Smaller yet than the first and second pup to appear from the mouth of the den. His fur pitch black save for the russet and cream tip of his tail and chest. He stood at the den and growled. “I shall conquer the world!” Sakari and Waltz chuckled. Khon snorted. “Not if I beat you to it Zydeco.” Kolo looked from Khon to Zydeco. “You two aren’t going to fight, are you?” He asked with a whimper. Khon turned his blue eyes to the sky blue of Kolo. “I will fight only when there is a need to.” Zydeco turned his own dark blue eyes to stare into the den. “Tarantella! Hurry up! We have to show Khon that we’ll conquer the world!” A fourth and final pup, the smallest of the litter pulled herself out. Like her brother Zydeco, her pelt was mostly black. Her paws, the tip of her tail, the insides of her ears, her stomach and chest up to her neck where it met her muzzle looked cream in coloration. Waltz’s tail wagged. “They are ever so precious, Sakari.” Sakari dipped her cream covered head. “That they are. I will do anything to protect them.” “As will I.” Behind Waltz the sound of rustling bushes. He turned and growled. The pups ran to huddle behind their mother. Out stepped Peabody. “Sorry for disturbing you. My mate has just had her pups and I was looking for…” he was cut off by the sight of the four pups as they walked and tumbled around in front of their mother. He stared at the smallest and only female. “Heaven forfend! The she-pup’s eyes.” Sakari growled and wrapped her tail around all four pups. “There is nothing wrong with her eyes.” Peabody shook himself. “They’re unnatural.” He turned his gaze from the pup and Sakari to Waltz. “Brother, you know of the prophecy. You know this is a sign.” A deep guttural growl rose from Waltz. “Watch it, Peabody. This is my pup you speak of. That prophecy is old. Perhaps already come to pass, or more than likely only a tale.” Peabody took a step back and another and another. “You’re wrong, Waltz! It can be no coincidence. Upon the back of thunder Lightning will strike And man shall leave the forest For the one who will destroy The world as we know it will live With eyes so different from right to left And the end of all that is known will follow” Waltz shook himself and charged at Peabody who turned to flee. Sakari called out, “Waltz! Do not go after him. He is your brother.” The large male turned and trotted back to his family. He licked his mate’s muzzle and then each of his pups heads. Tarantella stared up wide-eyed at him. “Poppa, is it true?” “Never fret dear daughter. You will not be the one who brings destruction. You get your eyes from your mother’s grandsire, but not their color.” He looked into the eyes of each his young as did Sakari. “None of you will. You are wolves. You are of the Spirit Song Pack. You are warriors, hunters, and healers. Most of all you are protectors. Be proud of your lineage. For we have been here seventeen generations.” Sakari nodded, “Long may the Spirit Song Pack thrive.” She nudged each of her four little ones with her muzzle. “You four stay close to the den and mind your Poppa.” “Yes, Mumma!” They said in unison. Waltz frowned, “Where are you going Sakari?” She brushed her shoulder against him on her way. “To see if Chena is in need of help.” “Why?” His ears lowered. “Because she has given birth. I want to check on them. Fret not, I’ll be back soon.” With that, she turned and sprinted away through the bushes and around several trees. Tarantella stared after her mother and whimpered. “Poppa! Tell her to come back.” Waltz lowered himself till his stomach touched the ground. “She’ll be back.” Tarantella shuddered. “No Poppa. She won't. Not if she doesn’t come back now.” Before he could stop her she darted in the direction Sakari had gone. Waltz, “Tarantella! Stop! Get back here!” He growled. He looked to the three pups still there. “Get inside the den and don’t come out.” With swift accuracy, he stood and chased after his daughter. Compared to him she was small and couldn’t take long steps. Yet he didn’t see her. “Tarantella!?” He called out, again and again, every few tree lengths. The beat of his heart sped up as if he’d run miles upon miles without end. A shadow fell upon him. He glanced up and felt ice encase the organ pumping blood throughout his body. “Poppa!” Tarantella cried from above, caught in the clutches of a raptor's claws. He jumped up, extending his forepaws as he tried to catch hold of his daughter. To bring the bird down. “Waltz?” A word spoken with a bit of a choke. His mate. His Onavlk. Sakari. He couldn’t stop to speak to her as he ran in the direction the great big predatory bird soared. Above, Tarantella struggled. Wiggled in the grip of the winged monster that had stolen her from the ground. With a growl, she turned her head, parted her jowls and dug her little sharp pointed teeth into one of the bird's legs. With an angry squawk, the bird lost its balance and plummeted toward the ground. Using its wings it managed not to crash as it let go of its hold on the pup it held in its clutches. Blood oozed from the wound Tarantella managed to inflict on her would be captor as she fell toward the ground. With a yelp of fear, she called out to her sire and dam. “Poppa! Mumma!” She tumbled down.

The Summer King Chronicles? ------------------------------------ Watership Down? ------------------------------------ Wings of Fire? Warriors? Survivors? Seekers? Bravelands? ------------------------------------ Owls of Ga'Hoole? Wolves of the Beyond? ------------------------------------ Bambi: A Life in the Woods? ------------------------------------ The Wolf Chronicles? ------------------------------------ Foxcraft? ------------------------------------ The Guardian Herd? ------------------------------------ Tailchaser's Song? ------------------------------------ Fire Bringer? ------------------------------------ The Sight? Fel? ------------------------------------ Ratha's Creature? ------------------------------------ Kimba (Whatever the Manga was called with him in it. Wish I could find it to buy it as long as it's not overly priced due to its publication date) ------------------------------------ Is there any other book or book series you'd recommend that has an animal (be they real or mythical) as main POV as above? I prefer ones with as little human interaction as possible. So not really looking for stories like Stuart Little or 101 Dalmations though those are adorable. What animal(s) do you wish had books in their POV? Which do you think are overused and underused? What is your favorite types of plots when it comes to books and book series mentioned above?

I've read all but the Winglets ebooks. Might get around to those next month. I wish there were more series with animal protagonists. Just doesn't seem to be enough writers for them or editors.

I don't mind derp snout. It's cute. Makes me think of some animals, or world's ugliest dog show, or characters like Crookedstar from Warriors. Though I do get frustrated sometimes when its the only head in the tribe at all. But I also like challenges like Ugly to Pretty (which is the eyes of the beholder). I do however dislike the one's called Rogue Male because I can't control what they can and cannot due in regards to my next generation efforts.

I began roleplaying wolves before I had known about WolfQuest and some characters are from those roleplays (only mine, plus a couple I got permission from a friend to use). I have a couple other chapters typed up if anyone is interested in reading more. Just hoping it flows well and that its not too difficult to read, especailly with a character or two's voice unless I tweak it but somehow keep the same way they speak if that even makes any sense.

I'll keep that in mind for my next edit. If that's all that seems off about sentence structure too then that's good. Ah! WolfQuest. Pretty sure I may need a new system to play the update when its finally finished and able to be released. Although I have a feeling this story may have fantasy elements to it other than the wolves speaking to each other like they are and WQ is about realism and the lovely Yellowstone Park which I need to visit someday hopefully.

Note: This is not a fanfic, but the start of stories zooming through my head I wanted to know if there's anything that pulls one out of the story and/or if its too difficult of a read (most stories with animals as the main characters are often aimed at a younger audience somewhere falling into Middle Grade and Young Adult... not sure why, but that seems to be the case other than maybe Ratha's Creature.) I do have an Alliegence if anyone wants to look at that... but thought I'd go with the Prologue. While I use Grammarly there is only so much that can help with. Written in the Stars: Dawn of Hope. It used to be called Heartland Guardians until I found a book series called Journey to the Heartland. Prologue Into the night a yelp of agony came on the heels of a loud resounding boom; like lightning felling a tree. Without a storm cloud to be seen the woodland inhabitants felt more than a small inkling that something far greater a danger approached. They scented fresh blood on the breeze and their hearts seemed to freeze. All grew still and silent for not a mouse stirred nor a bird take wing. Not when they were among the woods. The furless creatures that walked on two legs and carried long sticks with odd shape. Sticks which made a horrid noise and heralded naught but death. Thunderstick. Hidden deep in the forest twin amber eyes peered out from an old fox den. Filled with pain. The pain of a life giver. Close by no more than a jump and a leap away from the makeshift den stood a wolf larger than most. A male with grey-green eyes and sleek fur made up of black, white and russet. He could sense his Onavlk. She, he could not lose, his co-leader, for even in that very moment she whelped to life one of their litter. "Man stalks the forest this eve, but will not destroy us, for we are strong. We are pack. Come brother and let us trick man and lead them far from the den of Sakari the Onavlk." From the shadows, another figure emerged. Pelt black as night and eyes gray as storms. "Yes, brother. Let us be rid of the unnatural who target the strong instead of culling the weak, the frail, the injured, the old." Grey-green eyes looked into storm-gray. The larger of the two wolves turned with a flick of his tail and ran due east, the other male due west. Once they were several yards away from the den, both of them howled. Fearing not for their lives if it would protect the lives of the Onavlk giving birth and the new lives she brought into the world itself. The legacy of the pack; of the Onavlk and her mate the Onvlk. He felt the dampness of the melting snow beneath his paws as he ran. Ran for his mate, for their pups; the future. A growl deep in his belly rumbled and rose, exhaled on his next breath as he leaped over a fallen log. There; the scent of fox strong and fresh. He dare not stop, not with the sound of man following after. He prayed as he ran. "May the spirits of the ancestors guide us, keep us safe and bring us home." Behind him, one of Man grew close and lifted his great booming stick. Above the running wolf, a feathered black bird called out a warning. And though the canine and the avian did not speak the same language they knew a bit of each other's, for their kind had co-existed with each other for generations. "Rok! Rok!" The bird squawked and the wolf turned round to slip behind a tree. Behind him a bang. The bark of the tree splintered in all directions. He continued to run. Man still pursued him. Knowing this, his heart filled with dread. The pursuit an endless one. "Sakari, I fear I may not last. I hope my brother fares better so he can protect you and our young." Overhead another booming sound rang throughout the land on the heels of a streak of light. Down poured the tears of the sky. So quick did they land upon the leaves, the ground, the creatures of the forest who'd not yet taken shelter. Man too soon found themselves soaked through. Earning the woodland inhabitants a momentary respite. The large male made his way back to the den where his mate had finished whelping a litter. "Sakari, are you well?" From the den, a pair of eyes peered out. One gold and one brown. "I am well, Waltz, and so too are our little ones. Four healthy pups." Waltz's tail lifted into a wag, for but a moment he relaxed. Yet, Man, he knew remained. "I only wish it were safer here to raise them." "Fret not my beloved Onvlk. We will manage somehow to raise our pups." Waltz turned around with a jolt and a low growl as the bushes not far from the den rustled. Out stepped a cautious black paw and a voice well known to the new parents, the Onvlk and his Onavlk. "Brother, I see the great mother has brought us luck this eve." The fur on his back settled down upon realizing this was not Man, nor a threat to his offspring's life. "Peabody! You escaped Man too." "That I did. Now, please, do tell me what gifts you and Sakari have been given this day." "Four fine pups." He turned back around to gaze at the den where his mate kept the newborns warm with her body as they suckled greedily at her teats. "How many males and females were born?" Sakari's jowls parted to emit a yawn before she answered. "Three fine males and one female. Each of them with a voracious appetite." Peabody let out an incredulous yip, "A female? Impossible." Sakari growled, "Waltz and I have a daughter." Waltz's tail rose and arched up over his back with a slight wave. "I understand my dear brothers' confusion. There has not been a female born to the Spirit Song Pack in the past thirteen generations." Peabody lowered his head, "Forgive me, Onavlk." Sakari grunted and lowered her own head. To her paws. Her eyes drooped closed. "There is naught to forgive." Waltz turned from his mate and their pups to stare out at the raging storm. "The ancestors have been angered this day. But I do not know that they will be able to keep us safe long enough for the pups to get strong and leave this place of danger." "Do not fret so, brother, they will always watch over us. We will find a way." He gazed to the skies above. "I pray you are right, Peabody. For all wolfkind." Waltz kept vigil at the entrance of the den as his brother turned to leave. He watched him slip into the night betwixt a couple of tall bilberry bushes. Next Chapter

Maybe a Desert Archipelago then? I'd love if there were more archipelago's, but maybe with only four or five different islands, but larger and with those lovely trees too!

I love forest ideas. I wouldn't want to detract from anyones, so wont post mine separately, but here and see what the OP thinks. I rather think the more forests the better! The more biomes and islands the better even... with infinate possibilites although not sure there'd ever be as many as 100 island options to choose from but if there were... x: Small Woodlands (Easy Island) is a island larger than Tiny Island, but still smaller than most islands. It has oak trees only. Due to its small size it does not have any lakes, rivers, or ponds. It does not have many if any berry bushes as there are so many oak trees to gather nuts from. There are rabbils that spawn whether or not there are any berry bushes around, but there is clover they can eat from on the forest floor. (And maybe some other new prey animal - https://strayfawnstudio.com/community/index.php?/topic/4768-new-prey-squig/ ) Forest of Peace (Medium Island) - This is perhaps the size of the Peaceful Meadow, but it has many more trees. It has a few oak trees, but it also has other trees (if new ones are implemented). It has a variety of maple trees each one a different color - red maple leaf, yellow maple leaf, orange maple leaf, green maple leaf. Those with bird beaks can pick up the seeds which fall from the maples. There are also flowers (https://strayfawnstudio.com/community/index.php?/topic/2159-flower-tiles%E2%80%8B%F0%9F%8C%BA/ ) on the grassland tiles on the forest floor. A river or lake can spawn here due to its size. Nothing toxic can be found here. But mushrooms ( https://strayfawnstudio.com/community/index.php?/topic/2822-mushrooms-🍄/ ) may be found here. Forest of Tears (Hard Island) - Here the forest of tears can spawn a small swamp area or two. The predator spawn rates are higher. The forest here is filled more with weeping willows than any other tree. Due to the swampy area prey like the Nuybara ( https://strayfawnstudio.com/community/index.php?/topic/4756-new-swamp-prey-nuybara/ ) could spawn if introduced. And as rivers, lakes, ponds can spawn here a dangerous water based prey can maybe be found if introduced known as the Squieel ( https://strayfawnstudio.com/community/index.php?/topic/4741-food-source-squieel/ ). If any berry bushes spawn here they're more likely to be poison berries and if mushrooms are introduced they'd be mostly toxic here. Forest of Fears (Killer Island) - Manchineel trees. Every part of the plant is poisonous. Possibly a new predator spawns from them that are as difficult as the Killer Bearyena or the Jungle Apes. Possibly also immune to poison since they probably eat the fruit from their Manchineel trees. This island also has lightning. Lightning can strike a nichling and take several days off their life span as well as stun them so they have zero to one movement for a few days afterward. If lightning hits a tree the tree is charred, or only a sapling and for 20 days and no one is able to gather from it as it slowly regrows. Anyone around a Manchineel tree within one or two tiles of it when its struck by lightning and starts smoking will have temporary blindness for 3 to 6 days and/or be poisoned by the toxic fumes, and/or be temporarily blind for 3 to 6 days.