Week - 555 Of Happy Valley and Trees in Terror Mountain by meadows_lark

Description: "Jazan, it'll be a nice vacation!" Nabile pleaded, giving her husband puppy-dog eyes.

Week - 577 Friends and Memories by meadows_lark

Description: I went to my desk and pulled out a picture from the drawer. It was of a red Draik, and a blue Cybunny, arm in arm, smiling. I turned it over gently in my hands, reading the memorized writing on the back.

Week - 582 Desert Memories by meadows_lark

Description: The Pink Kyrii sat silently, looking over the Desert from her perch on the rock. Moonlight glinted off the sand, giving it a silvery appearance. The night was quiet.

Week - 592 Happily Ever After - Stories from the Pound by meadows_lark

Description: "And then, Chip, they lived happily ever after."

Week - 609 The Woes of a Jelly Pet by meadows_lark

Description: Kevin could smell jelly. But that wasn't unusual, because he and his two sisters, Nina and Anabelle, were all Jelly pets, and their owner, Charles, was obsessed with jelly...

Week - 619 Once Upon a Time: King Altador by meadows_lark

Description: The young White Lupe, a Neopet of about eleven, twirled a stick, dodging imaginary enemies. His fur was wet with raindrops, and streaked with mud, but he didn't care.

Week - 621 Snowflakes by meadows_lark

Description: "Look, Clover." Melissa leaned over and held her Baby Gelert up to the window. "It's snowing."

Week - 633 Music by meadows_lark

Description: "How did you get so good at piano, Nivia?" Your eyes are wide as you watch her fingers dance over the pearly keys.

Week - 720 On the Other Side of the Wall by meadows_lark

Description: I met Sibbie on the other side of the wall, at the spot where the sun shines down and warms the old, red bricks. “What’s your name?” she asks, ears perked up and eyes bright with interest. She looks like the kind of ‘pet that I would purposefully avoid- overly-optimistic and always ‘looking on the bright side.’

Week - 725 Purple and Orange by meadows_lark

Description: Pecka was lonely. And while this wasn’t an unusual experience, the fact that it was raining did not help. Everybody was gone.

Week - 769 Bullies by meadows_lark

Description: Somehow, in some way, you have to get through until you can curl up in bed and lose yourself from the world. You can do it, you tell yourself. You did it yesterday, and the day before, and the day before, and the day before. You have to do it.