#(event:easter)

[fledermoved]

Happy Easter!

This bat (excuse the bunny ears) is the Mindoro Stripe-faced fruit bat.

Native to the Philippines, this species of megabat is often called a flying fox due to its appearance, but is not a true flying fox. It is found on the island of Mindoro, where it is unfortunately at a status of endangerment due to habitat loss and locals hunting it for meat. Little is known on this species due to the lacking numbers, but rock art estimated to be from as long as 20,000 years ago suggests that the Mindoro Stripe-faced fruit bat has been around for a while.

[wingsofgild-sideblog]

@farnese-ojousama​

“My lovely wife, my sweetest lily, when should we hide the eggs we’ve painted for the children?”

[the-king-shacklebolt]

@jonastravers​

A Death Eater meeting had been called. He’d had the Dark Mark for a few months now, things had to be official after all, but he still felt uneasy every time it was used to call everyone together. Kingsley already had a pretty good idea what it would be about though. People couldn’t go two seconds without mentioning the Potter boy. Even those who did not pledge allegiance to either side had something to say about the kidnapping. 

Always the good soldier, in whatever Kingsley did, he arrived at the meeting place early. He liked mingling with those who were already there to see if he could get any dirt on the members, plus spending more time with the Death Eaters definitely helped his image.

Kingsley spotted Jonas Travers off in the corner and casually approached him. If anyone knew anything, it would be him. He followed the Dark Lord with a ferocity Kingsley could only hope to evoke in others one day. “So, I assume we have you to congratulate for the most recent development?”

[the-king-shacklebolt]

@isaac-d-buchanan​

There were two types of people in Kingsley’s life - friends and people he received information from. Some people fell into both categories, like Isaac, but Kingsley made a point to not seem like he was fishing for information all the time. And he wasn’t, he genuinely like Issac and they had become close ever since Mr. Buchanan had introduced them, but it was hard for Kingsley to turn that part of his brain off sometimes. Knowing that his friend had spent the better half of the last two days looking into the most recent events, he expected Issac could use a break from work. And if he wanted to vent about the current case... Well, that would be a welcome addition to the evening, but Kingsley was coming to support his friend. And that was it. Kingsley knocked on the door, some drinks and his mother’s cooking in hand. “Open up, I’ve got food from my mum!”

[the-king-shacklebolt]

@ofthebcnes​

The second Kingsley had stepped foot back onto Britsh soil, news of the Easter attacks had come swirling in. Someone was dead, many were injured, but one name that stood out to him was Amelia Bones. It was always hard to accept that even the most talented witches and wizards we’re still fragile beings, especially someone like his boss, but it was a lesson all Aurors needed to learn early on.

He decided to make his first stop St. Mungos before going home for some much-needed rest. He placed a knock on her door before entering. “You know, I was already planning on bringing gifts for the whole office. You didn’t have to end up in the hospital for a cheap souvenir.”