It’s finally after Christmas and we’re back! Packing to move has been keeping me very busy, but I’m doing my best to squeeze in time for Creatures whenever I can. Also, it turns out that I didn’t have to worry about my grendels aging immediately after conceiving. (my bad for not knowing) The CFEm Banshees don’t have that aging gene and, apparently, neither do the Boney Grendels. Boneys don’t seem to have sprites for the different life stages anyway, so I don’t think I’d have noticed til it was too late anyway.
Anyway!
I finally had an adult Norn in Loving Wren so it was nearly time for me to prepare for baby norns. I had some youths in my norn group as well but I limited breeding to Adults only. Still, it meant eggs in my near future.
Before I had time to sit down and plan what to do with my grendel eggs, though, I got a medical alert and found that Obese Bomb was harrassing the stingers in the jungle.
Afterwards, things got very quiet. Some creatures got bored and others advised them to push buttons and machinery. The grendels hadn’t hit each other in a long time and I actually caught a few of them taking naps.
I figured it was a good time to start hatching some grendel eggs.
I’d forgotten how I divided the eggs, so I just took one from one of the two sets and hatched it.

What a strange (and very cool) looking grendel. Apparently, this boy was from Obese’s eggs and his father was Macabre Desire! Congrats! He’s got banshee grendel head and tail sprites, and the rest of him is boney grendel.
Next was an egg from Des’ eggs. She’s very strange and her movements make her head duck behind her body. She has banshee arms and a banshee body, no tail, and her head and legs are boney. Very strange indeed!
This little girl’s father is Earthly Giants! Congrats!
There are still 6 more eggs to go through and I still need to get to know these two, but they know their words now.
Next time!



Meet Lowe, our Civet male. He took to the intelligence core right away and as soon as he’d learned his words, he was allowed to join the others.
I took the lull in activity to clean up the Norn Terrarium a bit and clean up magic beans that had made it to inconvenient places, replant some Bramboo near the graveyard, check on everyone’s health and just do some maintenance around the ship, making sure all the ecologies were where I wanted them.

Before any more injuries or pregnancies could seize my attention, I rushed to hatch the last two foundation norn eggs. I got a boy Fallow norn I’ll call Kettle and a girl Bruin I’ll call Sour.
Meet Five Cheese, or just Cheese for short. She’s a Bondi norn and the first female norn in the world. It took me a minute to realize that she wouldn’t be able to learn a full vocabulary in the Norn Terrarium, so I added a Portal Intelligence Core to the Norn Terrarium, near the Incubation area. I was alerted to Bomb contracting a bacteria, which I intercepted with the hover dock, and Cheese here feeling pain from eating chilis but I was soon ready for my next egg.
Loving Wren, this handsome Male Chichi Norn was born just as Obese Bomb got pregnant and laid two eggs. I had to neglect poor Wren for a moment to scoop up her eggs for later. Since both Mac and Giants were nearby and kiss-popping her, I can’t know for sure who the father could be. I think I have an idea who the culprit is, but I can’t know for sure just yet.

After the recent death of Geese, I figured it was a good time to introduce the next pair of foundation grendels. Since C3 generation creatures are much smarter (pre-programmed to survive and breed well) I left my Banshees to their own devices and hatched these two. Admittedly, it’s going to be difficult for me to tell them apart.
As I made my rounds to make sure that everyone was happy, I caught these two playing in the grass. Just as I tried to snap a photo, Mac said that he liked Bomb, though they were retreating from each other, Bomb backpedaling and Mack charged forward. If not for their names and speech bubbles, I don’t think I’d have caught them!