Week - 585 Song of Silence: Part One by fields_of_gold

Description: "It should be any day now," murmured a mother Draik, who lay by her nest, resting her snout on the closest of the three eggs inside.

Week - 586 Song of Silence: Part Two by fields_of_gold

Description: "It's a chalk-board, see?" Damien took it from her and drew on it using the stub of white chalk tied to a string. "Once we teach you to write, you'll be able to communicate just like us."

Week - 587 Song of Silence: Part Three by fields_of_gold

Description: "Father!" Blossom cried, watching, horrified, as he dropped out of the sky and plunged headfirst through the ice and disappeared.

Week - 588 Song of Silence: Part Four by fields_of_gold

Description: "What have we got to lose?" Damien said, not voicing his fears from that morning for his daughter's sake. "Everything," Rosemarie said desperately.

Week - 589 Song of Silence: Part Five by fields_of_gold

Description: Desdamona landed in the cave that evening in high spirits, and smiled as her siblings clustered around her eagerly, wanting to know what had happened.

Week - 590 Song of Silence: Part Six by fields_of_gold

Description: Weeks passed, and Desdamona and Sofia met to practise every day. It was the only thing that gave the voiceless little Draik hope...

Week - 594 My Brother Tobin: Part One by fields_of_gold

Description: My brother Tobin was born on Kreludor. He's not really part of my family, a white weewoo dropped him off on our front porch with the Neopian Times one day. At least, that's the story I tell all my friends, the ones who ask why Tobin is so... weird.

Week - 595 My Brother Tobin: Part Two by fields_of_gold

Description: "Hey Tobin, I'm going to the park. You wanna come?" I called up the stairs the next morning.

Week - 596 My Brother Tobin: Part Three by fields_of_gold

Description: The next morning, Tobin came downstairs with his homemade "Petpet Protection League" cape tied around his neck and Gil's dorsal fin in his mouth.

Week - 597 My Brother Tobin: Part Four by fields_of_gold

Description: "They've got a niptor!" he cried. "I've been looking for one of these for ages!" Without even looking at the price, he set it aside to add to his collection, continuing his hunt.

Week - 598 My Brother Tobin: Part Five by fields_of_gold

Description: Roughly three weeks after the incident at the marketplace, Tobin came downstairs for breakfast and Mom asked him, "Have you given any thought to what you want to do for your birthday this year?"

Week - 696 The Gallant Return of Kathryn and Tobin: Part One by fields_of_gold

Description: “No no no no no no no no no no no noooooooooooo!” Passers-by slowed down and turned surreptitiously to get a look at the blue Ogrin in the bright yellow rain hat lying in the middle of the cobblestone street screaming bloody murder as if the world had come to an end.

Week - 697 The Gallant Return of Kathryn and Tobin: Part Two by fields_of_gold

Description: Finally the morning of the trip arrived. Tobin and I ran home from school as fast as we could, I because I was excited, my brother because he wanted to check for the eight millionth time that he had everything he needed packed. When we burst through the door, we found David and Gina standing in the kitchen with Mom.

Week - 698 The Gallant Return of Kathryn and Tobin: Part Three by fields_of_gold

Description: Tobin's ears twitched as he looked up from his camera to the guide. Before I could stop him, he pushed his way forward until he stood at the front of the crowd and addressed them. “That's wrong,” he said.

Week - 699 The Gallant Return of Kathryn and Tobin: Part Four by fields_of_gold

Description: We were ready to set out early the next morning, looking forward to giving the glass bottom boat tours a try... well, all of us but Tobin. He complained about how boring it was going to be all throughout breakfast. “Who wants to look at underwater architecture anyway? It's the exact same thing as looking at houses on dry land!”

Week - 700 The Gallant Return of Kathryn and Tobin: Part Five by fields_of_gold

Description: By the time we had completed the glass-bottom boat tour, it was only one o'clock, so I had two hours to kill before Daisy came over. Tobin asked if I wanted to explore the woods for snorkles that liked to root around in the undergrowth and leaf litter for truffles, but I was too mad at him.