#99 Heated Camping Holabaloo

May 18, 2018
When life gives you a fellow who has a towel, it’s time to take the towel and sit on it.


We found a fine spot for Cacko’s towel. There are many scampering lizards around to feast on.

There is also a crying tree. The taste is funny, but at least it resembles water.

There is also a nice view over the lava!
And somebody taking a bath in it?


Gheralf says:

It has been so long since we last commented on these things. I feel like I’m out of shape. How do I even write with this thing?

We are not sure where exactly around the volcano we are, but holding this runic tablet on my hands sure makes it feel like we should be close to civilization! Meanwhile, I’m doing my best feeding our scrawny new companion.

Wait, why is she lying down? Ooooh no!


Vayandil says:

It was not my fault Cacko lost her tuft! I just drew what I saw and did not think of it any further!

On another note, it seems I will be dotting ashes into the comics for quite a while. That stuff is everywhere and will not go away until we get out of the volcano. Although, I bet there will be lots of ash traveling in our feathers for a long, long time… Do not tell me I have to start dotting our plumage now?!

Big Sister

Big Sister says:

The owls have had quite a trip, but at least they’re on the way home, it seems.

For some reason they don’t seem to be noticing my comments? Hello?