#mirkrali

[elsewhereuniversity]

One can find her on most nights, outside of the dorm closest to the forest.

“It’s quiet. That’s good.” Is all she will reply, if you ask anything about it. Even if the summer cicadas are so loud that you cant sleep at night, she will say “It’s quiet. That’s good.”

Some nights, others smoke around her, sitting on the steps leading upwards. She is alone– You can’t tell which night is which.

Join her. Don’t ask for anything. Sit. She might offer you a thin cigar. Take it as you wish, it’s a gift freely given even if you don’t take it. Some others have antlers. No matter how hard you stare, you can’t see into the backs of those sitting in the bottommost tiers.

Any one can agree that in these hours, it’s quiet and that’s good.

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[a-dinosaur-a-day]

mirkrali replied to your photoset “Some updates on the beebs”

dunno if you’ve done it, but can we see the whole cage? Those are some pretty and content looking birbs tho

Sorry for the bad pictures, couldn’t get a great angle - we make sure the dye used is safe for the toys in the cage, and we clean it & change the food and water every day :) 

transorgrim replied to your photoset “Some updates on the beebs”

PLS LET THEM KNOW WE LOVE THEM

Don’t worry, they are very aware :D

[elsewhereuniversity]

Remember which hand is more important to you, and which rings on it mean the most. They might be valuable when you Need them. But you cannot regain what is Lost.

Rings can hold special meaning, so plainly in view for Those to See. Don’t wear your heart on your sleeve, or your memories on your fingers.

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[elsewhereuniversity]

Winter has magic. Those who experience snow might tell you as such. Winter has magic laced in the quiet that blankets the world. There is power in the quiet, the silence. Some of The Gentry flee… But I still see Others enjoying the cold. The muffled existence. Can’t you See? White lays the world around us bare. The silence is stifling, but you can still hear words in them. The Winter Court is relatively unknown, but they know our darkest secrets. Contrast, you know.

The crunch of my feet through wet snow. I break through an insignificant barrier. Salt protects so much…  But it only provides a barrier along Our Sidewalks. The most Important pathways, to humans. Outside of such? it’s up to those who hold sway over It. Nighttime. I hope to myself that my walk can get me past Those who stand by The Church. The church nearby. The laughter rings in my ears. They’re having fun, but don’t make that noticeable crunch in the fresh snow. They whisper to me…. They play games, human games. Tell me secrets of the bright, too bright moon. So bright it reflects off the snow. So bright it blinds me.  I hurry inside my dorm. And I try To Forget. Winter holds too much. Death, light, BRIGHT.

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[why-animals-do-the-thing]

I was wondering, since you have mentioned before that large amounts of space aren't explicitly necessary to animal health and wellbeing, if there are any issues of obesity in zoo animals? I don't know anything about it, but it seems like a thing worth asking about, even with the strictly controlled diets and enrichments.

Generally, diets are so well constructed and carefully monitored that you don’t end up with obese animals in good zoos. (This is different, from, say, a place with cold weather purposefully allowing polar bears to build up natural fat stores with a high fat winter diet). The only time I’ve heard about it being an issue is when animals have come in from pet/rescue/low-quality places already obese and struggle to lose the weight.