Applesauce

They maneuver around the menacing rock until they reach it. This, unlike the many, many pit stops Floo has had, is necessary because their food stash is very low. Glacier is not very good at collecting. Floo knows he is best, but still encourages him.

As Floo moves into the grasses, he smells some roots, which neither him nor Glacier can collect. Stinky roots. And of course, a berry bush.

Floo is torn between adventure and laziness. 'No...' He says. 'We must go north. There, we will be closer to finding the purpose.' Glacier follows as Floo take his first steps inland.

Floo must make a choice. Either go the easy way and end up on a boring, peaceful island, or travel north to a more interesting port... But to Floo, it's not even a choice. He starts walking on to the easy port when he suddenly feels an urge. A cry, buried deep in his mind. An instinct. It is the call for adventure. The point of this journey has been to find his purpose, explore, and maybe even pick up some chicks along the way.

Not long after leaving, the pair arrive on a small island. So small, that not even a day's journey away is another port.

The next day, both Glacier and Floo gather at the port. 'You ready, this time?' Floo asks. 'Definitely,' says Glacier, 'I can't wait to get off this treacherous rock.' He seems happier. The pain from loosing his tribe must be fading.

At last, the port. Floo lies down on the soft grass. So soft compared to the dry, savannah dirt. And the flowers, so pink. Pinker than pink man, even.

The two are glad that they only have to stay here a few more days. Glacier especially. After all, there is no water on this island, and without water, Glacier can not gather worms. And back in Glacier's tribe, worms were LIFE. So until they get off this boiling rock, Glacier' life is meaningless. Floo would stay more, he doesn't mine the sun, but the little pink man would have an existential crisis.

Floo, with his big nose, sniffs at the grass. Nothing but more awkward spiky people. Best to stay away. Oh but what's this? A different smell, one flowers and sweet grasses. It must be the port.

The next day, more walking. The two have agreed that the sooner they get off this place the better.

ooo a nest. They sleep.

After that day, the pair seemed to have started their bonding process. Floo was afraid that Glacier would never want to be companions with him, as he was the one to take him from his home. But now, after guiding a little pink man through his puberty journey, Glacier seems more friendly towards Floo. Good stuff.

Floo sees that this little pink boy (or man now) is panicking. Actually, it's quite hard to miss. Glacier is sweating everywhere, and his fur is a hot pink. 'It's ok pink man, it's just a little thing I like to call... p u b e r t y.' 'What's puberty?' Glacier asks. 'Well,' Floo says, 'I don't know all the details, but it's basically your when you go from being a teen to adult. It's stinky and gross, but temporary. Why not long ago, I went through the same thing.' This calms the panicked Glacier. He always thought that Floo stunk a little. 'Just, don't sit too close,' Floo says covering his nose.

The next day, *gasp*, Glacier reaches puberty! Sadly, this only makes the heat worse. He runs over to Floo. 'Floo!' His voice cracks like the egg. 'I'm taller, and I stink!' He is very distressed. First he wakes up with no tribe, then brought to this boiling island with no water, and now puberty?

While Glacier tries to get cool, Floo ventures on. Soon, he stumbles across a spiky creature. ''Oh pardon me there, sir. Just passing by.' The creature does not respond. Floo tries again. 'Would you like to join me on my journey?' He asks eagerly. Still, nothing To avoid making it more awkward, Floo goes to sit near a berry bush. 'Ah berry bush, my only friend.'

Glacier awakens in the nest. He hasn't even moved yet, but still feels exhausted. Never had he felt such heat.

It’s been a while since I last made niche art so here is a reminder that I do draw - Some people from my notable nichelings thread. Sorry if the picture’s trash, I try 😅. Personally, Koi is my favorite. I love how the gills look. Sweet old Lula. Rip Evil looking boi. Not supposed to be anyone, just a sketch that turned out very nice. If you want, you can use it as a base. K thats it. Thanks for looking!

oops i forget to add photo

79. I tried to make it as long as I could in sandbox.

'Well that's kinda rude,' Floo thinks as he trots after him. Oooh a nest. Makes a nice place to settle down for the night. Glacier snuggles into the nest while Floo sits under the tree.

The pair sit still on the port. A little awkward it is, but still, they sit. 'Sorry back there, little guy, but you was about to be panda's dinner.' Floo waits, eager for response. Glacier says nothing, but grumbles as he heads into the tall grass, clearly upset.

Ah, a beautiful new island. Just bursting with beauty and calm yellow grasses. (BURNING SAVANNAH FRICK)

Floo looks back at Glacier. 'If I leave pick boy here, he's as good as chopped lasagna. Even the rabbils might try to eat him.' In an instant of fear for self and for friend, Floo dashes back, grabbing Glaciers wrist with his long nimble fingers. He pulls him on to the port an in a second they're gone, hopping across the stepping stones to where the evil panda can not reach them.

Emotional support rabbil awaits on the port but once again, that's not important..

The next day Floo jumps on the port without little pink boi. Very sad. Floo will leave, and pink boi will stay. This is the end of their super epic three-day-old friendship... OH HOLY MAMA A BEAST EMERGES FROM THE SHADOWS... As you can see from his expression, Glacier is not at all impressed. Floo on the other hand is very spookafied by this evil panda. 'grr,' Says evil panda. This is enough to make Floo go screaming. 'AHHH!' Says Floo as he run towards the port.