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Monster Sightings
Monster Fenrick discovers a Monolith not too far from Home! Looks like the monol is about to defend his ground with a sound wave blast!	ShadowFussion Spots a Puddingjell at his house.. too bad he was a yummy snack for Shadowfussion too!
Petit-Trot is faced with a difficult culinary decision when confronted by Recken, a Gaboo/Jell.	Magi-chris sends a jell our way!

Literature

Silverkatt22 Jump to: Ogyo poem, Pixie poem, Tiger poem, Dragon poem, Phoenix poem An Ogyo Poem She is a fish, so beautiful and cool Her long fan-like tail, that makes a guy drool Her fins so pretty, that glitter in the sun Her anger so big, that makes everyone run Her gleaming eyes, so big and bright Her small body, thats full of life Her crown that sits, high upon her head Her big blue shell, thats also her bed Her gentle laughter, floats through the air Her teasing smile, that makes one stare Her big giving heart, so full of love Her body so soft, like feathers of a dove A flick of her tail, for now she swims A gentle peck, thats known as a kiss The temptation, to hold her tight To keep her close, on a starry night This gentle fish, so cool and pretty For her laughter, is a purr of a kitty I love no other, then Ogyo herself For she is my favorite, and to no others themselves. Back to SilverKatt's list Pixie A small little creature, all pretty with colors That looks in the forest, to find the others With pretty lil' wings, so pointy and sharp She runs with fear, at the hearing of a bark She floats above, the green soft ground She loves her nuts, and carries them around Her hair so pretty, and soft as a dove Her song so sweet, and blossoms with love She looks for a trainer, to keep her warm Who'll protect her at night, throughout a storm She hates being lonely, yet no one knows why For she sings her sweet song, thats gentle as a lullabye Her body so slick, and yet so small How can she cope, with no problems at all She likes to flirt, and play her evil games Yet she is also nice, in more then one can say She comes in colors, all bright and cool She loves to float, over a crystal clear pool Her face so round, with a cute lil' grin For her life is given, and can be easily grim She looks at people, and yet wonder why Why she isn't chosen, by a handsome guy But all is well, and she has no fear For she never sheds, any silver tears She finally says, a big hello Waiting for love, to help her grow A young girl appears, right before her eyes She runs over, to sing a lullabye The young girl looks down, and picks her up Holding her close, like a delicate cup She chooses the girl, over anyone For this girl is filled, with lots of fun The pixie smiles, with a tear in her eye For this girl chose her, and doesn't know why The girl whispers, "you're the one I want" The pixie giggles, into laughter of lots She waves to her sisters, and walks away For she'll come back, on another day She is with, a cheerful girl That brings happyness, into her world. Back to SilverKatt's list A Tiger Poem I saw a creature, so big and tall His mighty stare, that makes one fall His sharp long teeth, that's a mean bite He doesn't lose, to a simple fight. He comes in colors, from blue to green With a bunch of specales, all in between He loves to play, in the flowing wind His evil smile, that starts from a grin. His fur so soft, like a feathered dove He is utterly truly, the one I most love I can't help, but to touch his face His paws wrapped around me, in a very warm embrace. He makes me weak, and yet makes me strong His anger so big, that does major wrong He protects me, throughout the night Incase I get hurt, He'll put up a fight. He loves me, just like I love him His eyes so sparkley, and the biggest grin He has his ways, of going about He comes and goes, like in and out. I dare not say, his secret past For he may have done, an evil cast But he is gentle, as the morning breeze His fur tickles my nose, and makes me sneeze. But I do care for him, more ways then one For what he has, will never be done Even when he dies, I'll keep him close He has given me, a very scared rose. If I were to have, any monster in the world It'd be my Tiger, for he gives me a whirl He is loved by, no others but me The way he moves, is like a bumblebee. Back to SilverKatt's list Dragon Poem Deep in the jungle, late a night A dragon stirs, and makes one fright His roar is loud, and can be heard Disturbing the sleeps, of the tired birds. His walk is heavy, making a thundering thud His weight so heavy, that squishes the bugs His claws so sharp, his teeth so long One bite from him, can do some wrong. He is surely deadly, and very hard to tame His icy breath killing, like the cold of rain His eyes so yellow, and yet piercingly sharp His temper so massive, with his huge golden heart. Dragons very are cool, and yet seemingly strong A flap of the wings, and you'll be singing a song Your head will spin, in a constant swirl The whip of the tail, will make you twirl. Dragons can come, and a range of colors Red purple green, and many more others I cannot help, but yet wonder why How a dragon can carry, his overgrown size. But then again, dragons surely are fun Make them mad, and you'll have to run Watch your back, don't make them mad Just be friendly, and be very glad. They won't hurt you, if you don't hurt them Just be very careful, if where and when They do come down, with a thundering bash Making the earth shake, and knocking you on your a$$. Dragons are fair, with a loving heart Whatever you do, don't tear it apart The scales are sharp, and tear the skin Just be glad, you aren't within. Their massive stomachs, that hold tons of meat The smell of their stinky, overgrown sized feet Is surely revolting, but they don't really care For they sit on their haunches, and do nothing but stare. Sing their songs, of sadness and sorrow One never can tell, what brings tomorrow Through the sunshine, or through the rain They die in peacefulness, without the pain. Back to SilverKatt's list Phoenix Poem A fire bird, full of mystery That has changed, the dawn of history His feathers like fire, so big and bright His Shrilling shriek, piercing the night. His eyes so big, and yet so red The touch of his feathers, can make you dead He can be gentle, and yet very mean He is handsome, with colors in between. His beak is golden, like the yellow of the sun His temper is massive, and can't be undone His flame attacks, oh so very hot He does his dance, the victory strut. He protects me from, other monsters that stray He uses his beam attack, the flaming ray His feathers are soft, when they are not burning And to this day, I am lost without his yearning. He cuddles with me, late in the dark night Just make him mad, and he'll surely put up a fight He has no patients, for those who are weak He puts up with no nonsense, of one touching his beak. He can burn the colors, of orange red and yellow His temper is big, but yet he is very mellow He treats me as if, I was his only child We ride the winds, for plenty of miles. He is my guardian, sworn and true Just looking at him, makes me feel so anew His eyes gleam, in the light of the moon Raises an eyebrow, and syas "how do you do?". All I can do, is surely but laugh With eaching passing day, is surely coming to fast If I had the choice, between phoenix and Pixie I choose Phoenix, for he never is tricky. He is strong, and yet so very bold He tells me stories, that are very old I don't mind them, for I smile with desire His burning heart, is a rekindled flame of fire. We sit together, underneath the stars Wondering how many, there actually are He holds me close, in the depths of his wings His warmth is touching, that makes my ears ring. So if you decide, to own a a fire bird Be sure to be careful, for he'll never say a word He'll simply look at you, and surely frown Don't make him mad, he'll make you drown. He is of course, the best bird alive I wonder how long, he may live to survive When he dies, I'll look for him again Back to SilverKatt's list