Beyond the rainbow's end lies a cavern where the water flows all shades of the rainbow. Legend says if you listen carefully you can hear the ethereal neighs of a mystical creature not often seen - the Whispers Unicorn. This creature trots lightly, making barely a sound as it traverses the depths of the waterfall-filled caverns, preferring to remain behind the shadows of the mist.

Silently breach the caverns during a full moon and you may witness a spectral scene - a graceful dance, where the water remains undisturbed by the trots of hooves. Listen closely, as their slender movements create their own music carried on the wind of the cavern. Approach too quickly, make a sound, and these unicorns will scatter into the mist. No matter how hard you search, they won't reveal themselves again until the air is still enough to hear their whispers.

Mmmm, good morning! (yawns) So nice to see you here in my big blue ocean! Please, enjoy the vast waters I call home. Someone of my size needs quite a bit of room to travel in, I’m the largest animal living on this big blue orb! I love to sing and play, my splashes can be seen for miles around in the ocean. People see me and sometimes think I must eat big things, but the truth is I love to spend my days swimming and sucking up the tiny plankton floating on the ocean waves. One of my favorite pastimes is to swim down deep in the ocean, holding my breath and visiting other deep ocean dwellers. It’s going to be a great day, so come splash along with me!

The rarest of butterflies, the Celestine Symphonia is a universal marvel. This onyx beauty with its fragile, translucent wings is the music of our world, the kiss of a tumbling brook over smooth graveled river beds, the rustle of new spring leaves, and the quiet of snow falling over sleeping lands. In the flutter of its wings, the symphonia creates the treasured sounds of life we are looking forward to in each new season, and the magical music we hear in the beat of our children’s hearts, in the sigh of a loved one’s contentment. No matter the world, nor what corner of the universe, the symphonia’s music needs no translation. It is life. It is love.

Against a brilliant sky, a dark gleam casts an ominous shadow. As glorious as Pegasus, this wild cousin soars high above, leaving a trail of thunder clouds... with radiant beauty and alluring grace, Dark Pegasus moves majestically across the heavens.
Where Dark Pegasus touches, there is a tingle in the air. Is there malice behind that deep whinny, or merely the expression of a wild, free spirit? Tread carefully if you follow Dark Pegasus’ trail, for the final destination is mystery and intrigue!

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Ah, the day is at an end, and I can finally settle in, stretch out my wings and relax. Hm, is the nature channel showing Feinstein the talking parrot, again? Lucky me. It won’t be long before all my hard work pays off. And, then, it will be my feathers shining in the lights of a dozen reality show t.v. cameras. “Take that, Feinstein.” I’m coming for you world.

Once upon a time in a beautiful ocean kingdom, a princess was born. Her name was Ariilina, and she was the most precious of the King and Queen’s kits. The heir to all that was theirs. However, Ariilina’s destiny lay above the azure waters with the handsome fox, Auric. After fighting Uglita in the deep ocean depths to save her family and surviving a terrible Halloween infection, Ariilina became a legendary figure both above and below the ocean waves. Today, Ariilina, a beloved mother and grandmother, leads her kind with a gentle hand and open heart, welcoming all who seek the same kind of freedom as she found both in her ocean kingdom and with her true love. The freedom to be who you were always meant to be.

Hummmm… Bzzzzzzzz… If you are outside cat-napping on the porch and hear what sounds a bit like a bumblebee, have no fear; it’s only a little hummingbird. I’ve just stopped by to have a few sips of the perfectly sweetened sugar-water in the feeder. Thank you for not putting any coloring in it. I prefer it that way; nectar in flowers is clear and it is better for my health to have a natural diet. Due to the rapid beating of my wings I am in constant need of sugar for energy and I have the unique ability to turn nectar into fuel within thirty minutes.
I like my sugar-water to be clear but that doesn’t mean I don’t like color in other places, like my beautiful feathers. My pastel coloring is in beautiful shades of a sunrise, ranging from the golden glow of the sun to the soft pinks in the clouds of a morning sunrise. And I just love the way my feathers look iridescent in the sunlight. My beauty goes much deeper though. I am a very thankful bird and I will remember where your feeder is after my long migratory flight back from Central America. I will stay in your yard all summer and even bring my babies to see you and show them how nice you are.

Today's the day to be brave!
The Lioness is vigilant; when necessary she is fierce; she is loyal, strong, graceful and agile. The Lioness is aware, tenacious and protective, and is a great breadwinner!
She and her fellow (fellow? Oh, the shortcomings of the English language!) lionesses are the primary hunters of their pride and are highly protective of their young.
The Lioness encourages dreams. Go where your heart calls; live a full life and not a mere humdrum existence!
The Lioness is ready to help you be the bravest and best version of you.
Our beautiful, cream-coloured Lioness leaves you with a final thought, from the poet Rudyard Kipling:
When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside.
But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail.
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

Hi there. If I bat my super long eyelashes at you will you go for a ride with me? We can go for a long trip across the desert sand. I won’t sink, see these amazingly wide feet, they are perfect for walking or running over sand. I also don’t need to worry about water as I live off the fat in my single hump, pretty clever design right? You will need to bring a canteen of water though as I can’t share my fat with you and you will also need some protection for your eyes from the swirling sand, I don’t have to worry about that either as my eyes have a clear inner eyelid. Please say you will join me and I have room for any pets you want to bring along as well.

In all the history of the Petverse, there is a tale of courage and love that is well known. Arillina, the Fox’Maid’s story has been told for countless years amongst the Fox-maid clan, the story reaching to the shores above the deep ocean waters.

Arillina’s grandchildren were grown and had children of their own. Her beloved Auric, with whom she had spent a long and happy life, had gone to his last sleep—many years ago now. Arillina had her memories and the love of her family. There did not seem to be anything left for her to take care of. She would enjoy this time of life, in quiet pursuits, her garden, and spoiling her great-grandchildren. Only—there was something—in the back of her mind. It had come in the night in a dream. An ocean, Fox-maids, a cry to her heart, and then she would awake.

Arillina did not have to ponder this dream for long. On a chilly winter day—when she was out walking along the seashore—she saw something sparkling on the beach. It was a shell, a beautiful rainbow-hued shell. Arillina put the shell to her ear. A voice started to speak, “Arillina, you are needed, you are needed back below the waves. You must return to the Crystal Palace and rule your Fox-maid people.” Arillina looked around—there was no living being in sight. With a voice that was still strong and clear as a bell, Arillina spoke out across the waves. “I am too old to return to the ocean as a ruler. What has happened that I am so needed?” Arillina held the shell to her ear once more. “The Fox-maids are without a ruler now. There has been much fighting to see who would take the throne. You must return. If you hold that shell close to your heart and wish with all the love you have for your people, you will be transformed into a young Fox-maid.”

Arillina thought for a long time, and when she had finished thinking, she talked with her children and grandchildren. All agreed that if Arillina was needed, she must do what she could to bring peace back to the Fox-maids.

With her family around her, Arillina closed her eyes and held the shell close to her heart—she wished with all the love she held for her Fox-maid family. Arillina felt a warmth wash over her, and she could hear singing, the beautiful voices of hundreds of Fox-maids. Arillina opened her eyes and beheld the transformation. She was indeed young, and her skin had taken on the rainbowed hues of the shell. Saying a loving farewell, but not goodbye to her family, she went to the shore and dove beneath the waves.

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Grab your binoculars and watch closely at the ocean surface! Barely causing a ripple, you'll find this giant swimming under the surface, in a moment, popping up for a breath of air and a playful slap at the water, spraying anypet who's near by.

Good Morning! I am reporting for work, eager to start the day and help in any way I can. As you can see, I have my safety vest and my hard hat. When working on a construction site, you want to follow safety protocols and work neatly—which means not leaving bits of wood or materials around for others to get tangled up in.
I have always loved the sound of hammers, saws, and drills, the energy of the workers and watching the progression from an empty lot to a building. It could be a store, a restaurant, a house or a barn; from plans on a piece of paper to the finished building is a fascinating process that I love to be part of.

Hey! Where are you going? Would you like to sit down with me? I have been reading this fascinating book of fairy tales. Look at this picture of an ogre, I guess this is supposed to represent me, but I don’t look like this. Sure, I am green. Yes, my teeth are pointy, and my ears are large. It is true I am strong, but as far as my temperament goes, I am not quick to anger, nor am I nasty, and I certainly don’t do the things stated in these tales.

I have found a sweet house in this village of PnF and am moving in. I could help you move furniture or carry logs for the fireplace, and I would love to join you and your pets for walks in the woods. I know a lot about woodlore.

Yes, colors abound in me, flowing and majestic, with a splash of fun! You’ll find me quickly in my herd, loud and proud! But hanging out on the savannah doesn’t keep my hooves calm, they were born to dance, and most nights you’ll find me hanging out in the club, showing off my swagger!

You’ve heard tell of the famous line, uttered by magicians throughout history, “Watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat!”
Well, my friend, I AM THAT RABBIT!
When you see that trick working seamlessly, there’s a happy little bunny behind it, and a magician who knows how to take care of his staff! Crispy carrots, a snug burrow, and ample vacation pay go a long way (not to mention maternity leave, that’s a must!)
Well, since coming to PnF, the resident magician is a rabbit so of course, having been “in the business” makes for a very understanding boss, happy magic bunnies, and great tricks!

It is such hard work being so young and learning to fly. Sometimes one just needs to take a pause mid flight and just look adorable. I am certainly doing a good job at it. Or so I think at least. I should get championship points for sheer adorableness. Once I master the fine art of flying I plan to tackle fire breathing. S’mores anyone?

Perhaps I deserve to wear a tiara as I feel rather regal dressed in my lovely green cape. I hold my head up with pride and prance around with confidence. I love to bask in the sun and enjoy vertical climbs but dressed in my cape you can take me to the opera any day. There I can listen to sopranos, tenors and everything in between. If I am very lucky, I might be able to have a snack from under the seats if any silly bugs decide to appear.

The romantic little mauve cockatoo makes its debut in PnF for St Valentine's Day in 2021, because a little birdie told it that PnF had a "careening, sailing, dipping, flipping, and swooping Cockatoo" that has been searching the canopy in your art for a mate for the past 5 years!

Will these pets' flight paths cross? Or will their ships silently pass in the night? Whether or not their romance ever blossoms rests entirely in your capable hands, as portrayed by your art. So we await the conclusion to your story, of love lost and found, or of blighted love?

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Is there any greater excitement than to be watching as a Humpback gracefully jumps out of the water, arching in the air and landing back into the depths of the ocean? Nope, I didn't think so either.

Hummmm… Bzzzzzzzz… If you are outside cat-napping on the porch and hear what sounds a bit like a bumblebee, have no fear; it’s only a little hummingbird. I’ve just stopped by to have a few sips of the perfectly sweetened sugar-water in the feeder. Thank you for not putting any coloring in it. I prefer it that way; nectar in flowers is clear and it is better for my health to have a natural diet. Due to the rapid beating of my wings I am in constant need of sugar for energy and I have the unique ability to turn nectar into fuel within thirty minutes.
I like my sugar-water to be clear but that doesn’t mean I don’t like color in other places, like my beautiful feathers. My exotic coloring is in vibrant shades of indigo, ranging from vivid blue to ultraviolet, and is accented by my stunning teal tail feathers. And I just love the way my feathers look iridescent in the sunlight. My beauty goes much deeper though. I am a very thankful bird and I will remember where your feeder is after my long migratory flight back from Central America. I will stay in your yard all summer and even bring my babies to see you and show them how nice you are.