The first discovery we made was of a large, majestical chicken floof perched upon the peak of a boulder before the setting sun.
It’s unclear how this beautiful creature got here. It’s not native to these parts; chicken floofs are more often found in cloud castles and sparkle tundras. As we began our departure from its boulder, it followed behind us. We ignored it at first, but it was quite insistent about coming home with us. Shrugging, I lifted it from the forest floor and placed it in my travel pack where it could warm up. Animals who are too attached to humans are in more danger in the wild, so it wouldn’t be safe out in the forest.
Next, we stumbled upon this baby unicorn stranded on a patch of moss. With a gasp, I scooped it into my arms. The poor thing’s parents were nowhere to be found, and it was practically frozen. I held it to me so it could melt, and then I tucked it into my pack with the chicken, who clucked gently at the little foal.
We decided to take a break and sit down on a nearby rock. That’s when we heard a shrill, quavering cheep. Our eyes darted from tree to tree, scanning the landscape for any signs of the producer of the noise. That’s when my brother pointed out this great-horned owl chick perched unstably between the branches of this tree. There were no parents in sight, and it seemed to be completely stranded. I cautiously scooped it from the tree and placed it in the pile slowly building up in my travel pack.
We were startled at the sight of this baby niffler shivering in the top of a sapling. It seemed cold and there were once again no parents to be found, so we rescued it and made it a small nest in my travel pack.
This rare rainbow unipig was sitting forlornly in this nest of leaves and sticks. Rainbow unipigs are not native to these parts, and they much prefer warm climates and curling up in small places (like pockets and backpacks). Figuring it would thrive in my rather crowded pack, I tucked it in and continued on my way.
The final discovery that we made was of this rare species of floof. It appears to be a juvenile sparkle-toed poof floof. I have a family of floofs back home that we thought she could be raised in alongside the various other floof species. I let her perch on my finger for a few minutes, then placed her in my travel pack. The sun was getting lower and lower on the horizon, so we turned to head home. It’s truly fortunate that we discovered these creatures. Now they can live a happy, healthy life in my home, safe from harm and well loved.