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It was nearing the end of summer. The leaves hadn't quite begun turning yet, but the evenings had begun to cool down. The Treehouse Gang (as Soup had affectionately named them), had a group vote, and decided this would be the perfect time for a camping trip. They each packed a bag, decided on snacks (which Nova would be bringing later), and set off on a hike to find their camping spot.They travelled a good ways into the woods, Skringle occassionaly moaning about the dirt in his paws, an...

There comes a time in every 'gon's life when they need to leave the nest and explore who they are, what they want, all that good stuff. That is the journey Frann was on. They had left their cozy hometown to find their destiny, fortune, future friends and flock- the works. They didn't bring anything on their journey, just trusting their instincts and the directions of kindly strangers. As it was though, they hadn't found much to their liking. Sure, there were a few groups here and there...

This already seemed too complicated. That's what Ganys thought as they looked at the recipe for a "Geode Cake". Soup, their housemate, had suggested it try a more productive activity rather than just causing mischief, especially with everyone running around preparing for Valentines Day. It held the paper in its claws, the hue of its body changing from a sour green to an equally sour blue.  "..Well, I guess this is happening.." they grumbled as they set the paper...