How the Color-Changing Poton Came to Jamaa

Back in the old days, animals had MUCH different names, so that is why this wolf was named Arcticclaws.

Arcticclaws lived in the Lost Temple of Zios and her home was a house by the entrance to Sarepia Forest. Everyone thought her house was abandoned so they did not bother coming into the house.

One day, Arcticclaws was bored once again. She paced back and forth.

"I guess I should look up in the attic for anything interesting...again," Arcticclaws sighed, and climbed up the ladder. She would always look in the attic when she was bored. In her day, anyone bored would do that.

Arcticclaws looked through the papers, mumbling to herself, "A drawing...........about Mira (read that)..........wait, what's this?"

Arcticclaws came across a paper that had pictures of how to make a color-changing potion. She went downstairs to an old Chemistry Set.

Arcticclaws worked day and night, trying to find out how the potion worked. But by dawn, she FINALLY figured it all out.

Arcticclaws marveled as the potion changed colors. She traveled to Jamaa Township, and showed everyone it.

They all traveled to her house, and she shown everyone how it was done. The steps are now known worldwide.

But now, Brady Barr owns the house and conducts his expirements there. But, he still owns the chemistry set, which people use still today to make the color-changing potion.

Written by GreatShot

Library author updated rules!

Previously to keep your position as library author you had to write one story every month.

Now instead of just stories you can write stories, poems and songs!

And to get to Gold plated Library author you had to write five stories.

You can now write five stories, poems or songs to reach that position!

A Poem Dedicated To Buddies

We Stand Shoulder to Shoulder,

We see Eye to Eye.

We dive deep underwater,

We jump high in the sky.

We Stand Shoulder to Shoulder,

We Stand Side by Side.

When One of Us Gets a Tiny Bit Tired,

One Gives the Other a Ride.

I've Never Had a Best Friend Before,

So I Can't be Sure What it Feels Like.

But I Think it Feels More Like This I do,

I Think I Feel More Like Myself.

When I'm With You.

Finding (finding), Losing and Finding,

Making (making) a Bond that is Strong.

Building, (building) a House For Our Friendship,

Breathing a Breath For Our Song (our song).

No Matter What Animal We Will Be Friends

By Spino11

The Story Of Princess Orangemountain

This story is extracted from an ancient text:

"Once upon a time there lived a normal Jammer called Princess Orangemountain. She was kind and had lots of friends. One day, Princess decided to go to Jamaa Township but it was full. She kept trying and trying but it was still full. This eventually angered her and she started clicking on the map constantly until... The whole of Jamaa froze. This was the first glitch ever in Jamaa history. Soon, Princess Orangemountain recovered from the glitch and left in her place was an evil Jammer. Remember the roof glitch that happened on top of Club Geoz? She was there. Remember the bee glitch in Coral Canyons? She was there. Remember the Best Dressed glitch? She was there. It was no phantoms. It was Princess Orangemountain. Beware, she has a sister too... Princess Yellowmountain who likes to mess up buddy games... Beware the Princess Mountains... Beware!"

Written by Spino11

The coyote with no name...

The Coyote With No Name

I am unknown! A coyote without a home, sometimes I'm here and then I'm not!

I travel the road the dusty road, carrying my heavy load.

Sharing holes with badgers, sleeping under the stars.

There ain't no place you can't run into trouble, there ain't no place too far!

I am alone! The wind will moan.

Through the dark canyons I walk.

This is my song! Don't take me wrong.

I usually don't talk this long...

*Wind whistles*

Who knows who the coyote with no name is? We may find out in Kangan Flats...