Prompt Writing

Seam happily hopped around his room, tail enthusiastically wagging. He couldn’t believe it! He had managed to get a ticket to a L.E.A.F. Concert! He had heard they were expensive when they went on sale but to his surprise, it wasn’t that much. Or at least, it didn’t seem like it was that expensive at first but then again he managed to get one on reserve so… “Now, how do I actually prepare for a concert?” Seam wondered, frowning as he laid his head on the desk in front of hi...

Cuddle looks at the Pacapillar named 'Darling', an interesting individual. They had long droopy rabbit ears with a cow marking, but a bushy, almost woolly body, with a green sprout for a tail. Definitely unique. Nonetheless, she seemed friendly, and Cuddleby was intending on learning how to garden a WHILE ago. What better excuse to lend a helping hand- er... Nub... And get taught by an expert?     "Sure! I'd love to help!" Cuddleby chirped with a grin as ...

Juniper stared at the map on her desk, brows furrowed as she glanced at the corkboard in front of her. She sat on the stool and crossed her fins, deep in thought. Where was she going for her next adventure? Had she heard any rumors about anything new in the taverns she had visited so far? She hummed softly to herself, eyes closed as thoughts shifted through her mind. Brine on the other hand, was zooming around the house, tossing squeaky toys in the air and catching them before tossing ...

"Thyme! Thyyyyymeeeeeee!" Lumi calls out through the forest. "You can come out you know, it's only me. I hope she's around here, I really want to invite her..." He yelps as thyme seemingly materializes out of the darkness, her monster size towering over the small winged. "What do you want little pacapillar?" "Holy heck Thyme! Don't sneak up on a guy like that, jeez!" "My apologies." "Apology accepted!" He says cheerfully. "Anyway, I was going to invite you out for ...

The late afternoon sky began to cast its orange rays across the vast lands of Chrysalopolis. The hustle and bustle of pacapillars walking along the merchant stalls had begun to dwindle as the sun began to make its descent below the sky. The small dark green pacapillar hummed to themselves as they looked around. They hadn’t intended to be out this late, and they had promised Gibby that they would be home in time to help him make dinner for them and the circus g...

Binani was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. Tonight was the night she would finally get to see her favorite boy band, L.E.A.F, live while they were on tour. As she rifled through her small closet, her available shirts sliding off hangers and falling to the bottom of the closet, her excitement was evident on her face. Her face lit up as she finally found the t-shirt she had pre-ordered when they announced that they were going on tour and would ...

An annoyed grunt left the crystalized, monster pacapillars mouth as the pattering of small paws continued to run around the dark enclosure of his den. Ever since this thing learned to walk it seems like there is just constant noise now- not to mention that it can make noise. As if on queue the small snekket made a churring noise as it...

It had only been a few hours since their meeting with Sachet, that the two had finally gotten back home.  One of the few disadvantages of being a Paca who lived outside the city, traveling always took forever and was incredibly taxing.  The two burst into the cottage and made a beeline to the egg.  They knew their next move would be to take it to Monet and see if...

As the first beams of light began to paint the frosted floor of Crysalopolis, a calm breeze sang to ease the winter flowers.  The Minmites and Whirs swooshed through the air, springing to life, dancing in the wind, and bringing on a sense of calmness that had been forgotten the night prior.  For a second one might believe that everything had returned to normal and the mysterious baskets from the night befo...

On a cold damp night, everything seemed no different than any other as Bernard swept his  long hair to one side out of his many eyes. He was reading a book, mumbling to himself while he laid on his bed. Apple Tart laid across his back, slightly peeking out his shoulder from time to time to observe while drifting in and out of sleep.    The tattered, old looking book consisted of different ways to tend to and...

Nova raised a nub and knocked on Bobble's door. There were a lot of noises coming from inside. "Bobble? Are you in there?" Nova called out. Bobble didnt respond. "Bobble? Are you ok?" She knocked again. Still, no response. Nova began to worry that something might be wrong. She walked over to a window and tried to peek inside but all she could see were pets. "Ok Bobble, I'm coming in!" Nova began to open the door... And a stampede of fluffy, fuzzy, scaly, and slinky pets tumbled out on ...

Satchet held her nubs up defensively as the large crystallized monster growled in frustration. "I promise that's all I know," she repeated with a wavering voice as she tried to stay calm. The monster made glaring eye contact for a silent moment, his intimidating presence swallowing her smaller form before he let out an annoyed huff in her direction and made an attempt to lean closer to the little purple plush paca. With his movements the other standard paca that...

The wind blew furiously against the walls, the screeching echoing throughout the mostly empty house. Despite springtime approaching, the wind was just as active as it was throughout the winter season. Raymune paced nervously between her kitchen and living room, trying to distract herself from the roaring wind. Things like this didn't always make her nervous, but it had been especially bad today. She couldn't wait for spring, for the sun to shine and for the wind to calm down. Raymune had begu...

     Peppermint Milk and Frosted Cookie were up late that night, prepping all the food for the bakery tomorrow morning.  As the change of seasons were quickly approaching they wanted to experiment with some new recipes they could potentially sell over the upcoming session.  Hoping that they could garner hype and gauge their new treats popularity by handing out samples with each order....

  The snow was falling in big clumps outside, the light reflecting off of the pure white surface in a deep gray through the skylight window– it was covered in a thick layer of the white powder mixed with ice of course. The tan and yellow Pacapillar slipped through their burrow carefully as they tucked themselves deeper into their scarf, the air was bitterly cold even with their fireplace roaring between the kitchen and living room.  ...

Pip blinked at the strange creature standing before him, just as the strange creature before him blinked and stared back at him. The two remained in their silent standstill for a long few moments before Pip’s mouth curved into the smallest hint of a smile, the same motion reflected across the face of the creature. Head tilting to one side the Pacapillar studied it more closely as they mimicked him. His navy blue eye...

A soft breeze flowed through Primrose’s fur as she began to follow her friends with the crowd of pacas beginning to make their way out of the events grounds. They had just announced that the SoulBloom Feast had ended and requested that guests begin to make their way out so that they could clean and pack up. Primrose’s pace slowed down as they turned to get another look ...

“Really did it this time, Honeybun,” Citron spoke softly as he tightened a bandage across his partner’s abdomen. “I almost had him,” TKO insisted, looking up to Citron from where he lay on his back. He was absolutely covered in bumps and scratches from the big boxing match last night. A good night’s rest had allowed time for t...

Myscelia, was frantically rushing through the woods to make it to the Soulbloom Feast on time. She had been looking forward to this event for weeks, and she had promised to bring her delicious homemade fudge. But things took a turn for the worse when her first batch didn't come out quite right, and she had to start all over again. Despite the setback, she remained determined to get there with her fudge in possession and started hustling towards the location of t...

There once lived a particularly eccentric Paca named Mandela. Mandela wasn't your ordinary Paca; he had an overblown sense of self-importance that led him to believe he was a god among his fellow Pacas.  It all began one sunny morning when Mandela woke up with a peculiar idea. As he gazed at himself in the mirror, he suddenly had an epiphany. "I must be a god!" he proclaimed to his own reflection. "After all, I am the most magnificent Pacapillar in the ...