"Boring Old Yellow" by rubizad Boring old yellow. That's what the name of it was. The actual description sounded a lot nicer if you ever described it. Everyone else called Alinna's fur colour a golden yellow, a much prettier amber than any gold nugget. But Alinna just shrugged; too depressed in her own thoughts to really think...
Experimenting with Identity From time to time a subdued cackle was heard, accompanied by hums and whirrs. This was where identities were forged, worn, and discarded...
The Truth of the Faerie Wars Rumors have been spreading quickly on the nimble wings of Neopian Faeries that a new war was quickly approaching. All of Neopia began preparing, choosing sides and strategies for what was quickly dubbed the Faerie Wars...
Traitors And Warriors: Part Two "Miss Jopherra fears for your safety," Fyora remarked. "She describes you as 'distant and reserved'. She also adds that you 'appear to be unaware of the dangerous situation'..."
Catching Up: Part Nine Out of unspoken consensus none of them spoke until Clocia left again. Then Therisa leaned forward. "Patricia, you look horrible. It was an accident, it wasn't--"