Quickwrite - Story Starters: A-ha! Sunny Finally Found What she had been Looking for

 A-ha! Sunny finally found what she had been looking for. A bright green cactus stood right in front of her, its black spikes reflecting the sunlight. After visiting Blaze of the Sandwings near the Ice kingdom, the Dragonets of Destiny (including Sunny) had been trying to sought out a cactus to bring back to their - used to be - guardian, for he had been stabbed by princess Blister at the Seawing summer palace. Sunny had asked Blaze how to cure Sandwing venom, Blaze was confused about this because Sunny didn't even have a poisonous barbed tail like most Sandwings but she still answered with cactus juice. Sunny started to tug on the cactus, the sharp spikes stabbing at her hands like dragon talons.

"Don't try and bring the whole cactus, just snap one of those arm-thingies off," chuckled Tsunami, pointing at the small cactus growing off the big one. "That's what I'm - ouch, trying to do," Sunny replied, starting to cut the arm off with one of her claws, turning green-y from the cactus juice spurting out of the wound. The cactus finally broke off and the force caused Sunny to fall onto her back, leaving a little pit in the sand. She placed the cactus down and climbed to her feet, brushing sand off of her wings. Tsunami picked up the cactus stub in her talons, wincing as it pricked her palms. "Oh my goodness," shrieked Starflight. "We're trapped! Trapped in the Kingdom of Sand! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!" Starflight pathetically flapped around like a seagull with its head bitten off, flinging sand in all directions.

"Shut up," Glory chuckled, grabbing a handful of sand and throwing it at the chickened-out Nightwing. It hit him on the chest, sand getting stuck between his black scales making him look like a night sky. "Don't worry," called Clay. "The tunnel is still here, it's just covered in sand." "Oh yeah," said Sunny. "I can still see the cactus ring circling the exit." Clay started to dig and sure enough, the tunnel came into sight, Its mouth yawning in front of them. Starflight sighed in relief as Sunny nudged him, a smile spreading across his face. As they started into the dark tunnel, the warmth of the desert faded and the cold rainforest air surrounded them. Sunny stepped onto the damp, rainforest floor mud squelching between her talons. She missed the desert already. "Did you see that in the distance," asked Glory, pointing back at the tunnel."See what,"replied Starflight, scratching his head with one claw. "I saw it." "Me too Clay," said Sunny smiling. "I think." Clay chuckled. "I think," started Glory. "That it was Burn's stronghold...

Quick Write: Story Starters - Everyone had a Story About him...

 Everyone had a story about him. Some were gruesome, some were not as gruesome. Darkstalker; a 2000 year old, supposedly invincible, animus, mind reader and future-seeing Nightwing. All of the tribes say he is the son of Prince Arctic, an animus Icewing. As the word grew, he in the story did horrible moves like killing his best friend, turning himself invincible and cursing his own father to disembowel himself. As he grew in size and power Foeslayer, his mother, knew he had to be stopped.

Fathom, an animus Seawing prince who was friends, if not best friends, with Darkstalker himself, created an animus-touched bracelet to give to Darkstalker which would cause him to fall into deep forever unless the bracelet is removed or broken off of his wrist. Foolishly, Darkstalker took the bracelet from Fathom's palm, expecting it to be a gift, and carefully slid it onto his forearm. Suddenly, he unconsciously flopped to the ground, his sides rising and falling in a deep sleep. The Nightwings buried him and fled in fear of him rising from the ground and getting revenge on his tribe by picking them off one-by-one, so they searched for a new home.

"To this day onwards, dragons from every tribe fear that he will awaken and destroy Pyrrhia and everyone in it for revenge," Winter explained with a wicked grin spread across his face. "Don't be silly," replied moon with a 'are-you-serious-these-are-young-hatchlings' face on, trying to calm down the crying and screaming dragonets. "It's just a story silly old Winter over here made up right Winter?" She slung one arm around Winter, forcing her frown into a smile. "Silly old Winter," whispered Winter to Moon with a disapproval face. "Just go with it," Moon whispered back. " Yeah yeah, allright Moon. It is just a story I, silly old Winter made up," grumped Winter in a robotic voice. Moon tried to hold in her giggle along with Kinkajou and Qibli. Winter shot a frown in all three of their directions. Now the young hatchlings were even laughing and wiping away tears. "You better remember my story- I mean, the true tale of Darkstalker!" Winter shouted, stomping out of the dorm.

Quickwrite Story starters - Clay Didn't Mean for it to Happen...

Clay didn't mean for it to happen. He didn't even know how it happened. Just a minute ago, he was on top of Fjord, pinning him to the ground, then all of a sudden, Fjord was on top of him, tightening his grip around Clay's throat. It all happened so quickly, Clay was startled then out of nowhere, small, black blobs of liquid splattered over Fjord's face, eye and wing. The light, sky-blue Icewing blinked in confusion, wiping the inky, black blobs off his face. Suddenly, Fjord let out an ear-piercing cry, Clay covered his face and closed his eyes, preparing for Fjord to blast him with his frost breath.

Fjord stumbled back, still screaming, covering his face with his talons. His spiked tail thrashed furiously, like it had a mind of its own. Clay had to leap out of the way of Fjords body, crashing to the ground. Clay still had his hands covering his face, just daring to peek through his claws. Fjord had dark-blue patches of sizzling scales and flesh along his arm, wing and face, exactly where the liquid had hit, still bubbling. Clay thought he was going to be sick. The Icewing was dead, the crowd was laughing and Clay hadn't a clue where the venom came from. For all he knew is that he didn't have venom in his claws. He didn't want to harm Fjord, although he most certainly did. 

Quick-Write; Story Starter: It Started out, Just Like a Normal Day...

 It started out, just like a normal day. Stuck in a cave; no sky, no clouds, just rock and rock with the occasional rock. Clay, Tsunami, Glory, Starflight and Sunny had been stuck under a mountain ever since they hatched from their eggs. Their 'guardians' Webs, Kestrel and Dune, have had to train and raise these dragonets to fulfill the prophecy stop the war between the three Sandwing Queens who Blister, Blaze and Burn. The dragonet prophecy echoed through their heads.

When the war has lasted 20 years, the dragonets will come. When the land is soaked in blood and tears, the dragonets will come. Find a Seawing egg of deepest blue, Wings of Night shall come to you. The largest egg in mountain high, will give to you Wings of Sky. For Wings of Earth search through the mud, for an egg the colour of dragon's blood. And hidden away from rival queens, the Sandwing egg awaits unseen. For three queens who Blister and Blaze and Burn, two shall die and one shall learn. If she bows to a fate that is stronger and higher, she will have the power of Wings of Fire. Five eggs to hatch on brightest night, five dragons born to end the fight. Darkness will rise to bring the light, the dragonets are coming.

"FIGHT!" Kestrel boomed at Clay. "Urmm... Maybe we could stop and tal- OOF, " Kestrel had just slammed Clay into a nearby stalactite, shattering under his heavy scales. "Are all Mudwings this useless or just you?" The crimson Skywing had smoke leaking out of her nostrils, Clay knew what that meant. He just rolled out of the way of a bursting streak of fire, slamming into a stalactite as he did so. Groaning, Clay stumbled to his feet and climbed up onto the nearest stalactite. Unluckily, his tail was resting on the smooth, rock floor. Kestrel saw it plain as day leaped towards it with her talons outstretched. "Oww! You said stomping tails was cheating!" Yelled Clay, his talons slowly slipping from the stalactite; creating a horrid sound like claws on a blackboard. "I'm your teacher," replied Kestrel. "Nothing I do is cheating!" Kestrel pinned Clay to the cold rock floor, grinning.

Suddenly, she let out a booming roar, bits of spit spattering over Clay's face. Frowning, Kestrel turned around to meet eyes with Tsunami, a magnificent sea-blue Seawing with fierce, dark blue eyes. She was holding a crimson scale in her mouth. "How nice of you," Kestrel started, glancing down at the bare spot in her scales then quickly looking back up a Tsunami. "Saving the dragon who tried to kill you in your egg." Tsunami rolled her eyes and spat out the scale to reply to Kestrel. "Luckily, you big dragons were there to save the day and now we get to hear about it all the time," said Tsunami sarcastically. Kestrel sighed. "Another unimpressive sesion Mudwing," grumbled Kestrel as she exited the training room through a dark tunnel. Clay sighed in relief. "Wait! Tsunami, Kestrel is going to be so mean to you tomorrow, " panicked Clay. "Oh no!" Tsunami laughed. "I have never seen Kestel be mean before!" "Haha... Owww." Tsunami glanced at Clay. "Are you hurt?" Asked Tsunami. "Yeah, I guess," replied Clay.

Tsunami stared down her snout at Clay. "Jump in the river." "What?" Said Clay surprised. 'Jump in the river' was what Tsunami said to solve any problem. 'Stubbed your claw? Jump in the river! Acing Wings? Jump in the river! Ate to many cows? Jump in the river!' It obviously hasn't occurred to her that she is the only one that likes water, because she is the only Seawing under the mountain besides Webs. "I am NOT jumping into the river! It's too col, too-too... uhh colder," muttered Clay. Tsunami frowned at him. "Fiiiiine," sighed Tsunami, scraping one claw along the stone floor. Suddenly, Tsunami's face lit up. "Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you- well, ask you how you felt about escaping?" "Escaping!" Clay repeated. "You mean exiting the cave before our guardians tell us!?" "Yes," Tsunami said slowly. "But what about the others and the other tribes and, and the prophecy we have to fulfill and-!" "Yes or no," Tsunami interrupted. "Urmmm... how?" "How what?" "How will we escape?" Stumbled Clay. "I don't know yet," replied Tsunami, crouching down to fiddle with a loose rock. "Moo!" "What's that," asked Tsunami. Clay knew exactly what it was. Before Clay could say anything, Tsunami shouted "Cows!" And raced off. "Dinner! Cows! Hooray!" Clay Called, racing towards the dinner cave, forgetting about escaping completely.

Quick-Write; Story Starter: Suddenly, His Phone Rang...

  If you were wondering why the title was so long or the "suddenly, his phone rang" part, here is a little exclamation about what I'm doing. We got to choose a story starter to write a quick story, so I chose "suddenly, his phone rang". We got to choose what the story was about so mine was 100% about dragons.  Here is my quick story down below, I hope you like it. 

Suddenly, his phone rang. When I say phone, I mean his dream-visitor. It was flashing and vibrating all over his bed, leaves and feather wrinkling under the sapphira. Starkeeper was mumbling tiredly after being woken up from his deep snooze. He looked up at the night sky, only two of the three moons were visible that night, but still bright. The moons gleam reflected off of Starkeeper's dark grey scales, turning them a beautiful silver colour. He took his gaze off the stars and turned his head to look down at the sapphira dream-visitor, thinking whether or not to place it in his talons. What if it is my sister? What if she has found a way to communicate to me? He finally thought of his decision. His talons twiched towards the dream-visitor, slowly grasping it in his hands.

Nightgazer?

"Hello, Starkeeper."

Starkeeper dropped the dream-visitor from his forehead in shock to hear an unfamiliar voice. It was definitely not Nightgazer. That was a male dragon who spoke to him through the dream-visitor. Starkeeper wasn't even sure that he had met a male dragon besides his father, now peacefully in his grave, taken away from Starkeeper by the horrid war. Starkeepers father fought hard in the war, not hard enough. As Starkeeper thought about his father, tears rolled down his cheeks. Stupid war...  

Quick-Write; Sentence Starter: Today Was Just an Ordinary Day...

 If you were wondering why the title was so long or the "today was just an ordinary day" part, here is a little exclamation about what I'm doing. We had to write a quick story starting with the sentence starter "today was just an ordinary day". We got to choose what the story was about but we had only 30 minutes to write it.  Here is my quick story down below, (P.S, it is not finished). 

Today was just an ordinary day. Two twin Sandwing dragonets were rolling around in the desert sand, their scales glistening in the sunlight. They were clawing and kicking at each other, fighting over who got to eat the last scavenger in the Kingdom of Sand. The tall one Mirage, was the one who started the fight as he was the dragon who caught it in the first place. His twin Cactus, had tried to attack a scavenger den once, losing his barbed tail in the progress. "Ouch!" Cried Cactus, "just because my name is Cactus, doesn't mean I'm immune to them!" Cactus got up, rubbing his underbelly and picking out thorns. "I'll do it again if you don't give me my prey." Replied Mirage with a grin on his face. "Grrrr. Oh alright" said Cactus, handing over the scavenger. Mirage snached it out of Cactus's talons and ate it in one bite, sending bits of slobber out of his jaw. Just as Cactus was walking away, Mirage bumped into him, knocking him back into the cactus.

Cactus was sure he did that on purpose, he was going to tell mother. First he was going to push Mirage into a cactus, then he will know how it felt. As Cactus approached the heavily guarded doors to the kingdom, he hadn't spotted Mirage. Maybe he is hiding, he thought to himself. He scanned the kingdom for Mirage, failing to find him. As he was searching for his twin, 3 Skywing solder's, a crimson one, a bright red one and a orange one, were watching him, holding Mirage prisoner, knocked out in their grasp. "Okay Mirage," called Cactus. " I give up. you can come out now!" He hoped Mirage would listen. Suddenly, an orange Skywing pounced out of his hiding place, grabbing Cactus in his talons. "Help!" Cactus shrieked, clawing and biting the skywing. "Someone hel-!" The solder had smacked Cactus hard in the back of the head, knocking him out along with Mirage.

As he gained consciousness, he felt cold wind blowing up against his back. As he slowly opened his eyes he saw Mirage on the opposite pillar to him. The wind, pillars and lack of sand suddenly told him where he had arrived, he was in the Kingdom of Sky...

 Musk Ox Report

The Musk ox is a breed of ox that lives in the Arctic. They weigh around 285 kg, and their scientific name is Ovibos Moschatus. This is my report on musk ox.

Habitat:

Musk ox live in the frigid Arctic, roaming around, looking for roots and moss. In Winter they use their hooves to dig through snow to find buried food, while during Summer, they munch on Summer plants, sprouting through the snow.

Diet:

Musk ox are herbivores, that means they eat plants only. They eat a wide variety of plants including grass, moss, sedges, forbs and woody plants. Sometimes they dig up roots from previous years, rotten or not.

Characteristics:

Musk ox have short, curling horns on each side of their head. Males horns form a headband like shape that crosses the front of their forehead. Their coat is usually brown, black, grey and really, really rarely, white.

Predators: 

The musk ox has only a few predators such as wolves, bears and humans. They also have accidents like falling from cliffs, drowning and starvation from all of their food source getting buried from snow and ice.

Fun Facts:

Did you know that musk ox can run up to a speed of 60 km per hour? They can also live up to about 20 years old in the wild. Did you know that musk ox are more related to goats and sheep than any other animal?

 L3 Writing - Fireman Saves Kitten

For our L3 writing workshop, we had to write about a video we watched: Fireman Saves Kitten. We had to pretend that we were the fireman. I am re-writing this writing from my book to this blog for my blog post this week. Below is my writing so I hope you enjoy it!!

I took a few steps backwards from the hose after extinguishing the fire. The old brick house was still standing, barely. The beautiful cherry-red bricks were darkened to a crimson-black. It was lucky that the fire didn't spread to the trees, as it would of engulfed the tree, making the flames burst in size. Me and three other firemen decided to scan the little house. It was as if we were in a movie of some sort. As we approached the house, the smoke thickened, like quick sand engulfing your last breath. My suit gave me the ability to breath through this darkness of smoke but weighed me down, making it hard to move, hold and walk over weak floorboards. Communicating on the radio, I step through the doorway of the house, floorboards creaking underneath me, as I do so smoke and ash gather on my mask. It was like it didn't want me to go any further, but I pushed on.

The fire had caused the ceiling to collapse into the house, leaving installation all over the floor. It was like the clouds had fallen down, burnt by the fire. The ash and installation together made a soft surface under my big boots. I carried on through what used to be the living room into the blackened, burnt hallway. Using my flashlight, I scanned the house, reporting back to the other firefighters what I could see and what was left of furnisher. As I was scanning the room I came across a burnt child's toy that looked like a little kitten. I picked it up in my gloved hand, feeling its weight and size. It was a really realistic toy, maybe a little too realistic...

Suddenly I dashed out of the room, as fast as I could in my weighted down suit. Holding the kitten carefully, I ran out of the smoke-infested house, straight to the fire truck. I layed the kitten down on the ground as carefully as I could and grabbed the oxygen mask, placing it over the kittens face. A few other firemen came to see what I was doing, at this point I was pouring water over the limp body of the cat. I hoped with all my heart that the little tabby cat would live. Slowly the kittens eyes opened, revealing yellow eyes full of pain. With relief, I held the kitten close to my body, cuddling it with careful arms.

Quick - Write; Disney Character List

 Disney Character List

One of our priorities for the week was quick-writes so I chose to do a list of disney characters! I zoomed in on the image that Koka Ngaire gave us to look at, these are the characters that I spotted. Pegasus, Aladin, Mr Smee, Jasmin, Abu, Captain Hook, Peter Pan, Snow White, Cinderella, Belle, Gaston, Rapunzel, Hercules, Elsa, Mickey Mouse, Minnie Mouse, Goofy, Anna, Tiana, Arial, Donald Duck, Merida, Flynn Rider, Mulan, Cruella De Vil, Ursula, Daisy Duck, Simba, Tinkerbell, Olaf, Princess Aurora, Jafar, Beast, Buzz Lightyear, Woody, Slinky, Tigger, Genie, Scar, Max, Mrs Teapot, Pocahontas, Kronk, Stitch, Lilo, Reveki, Piglet, Happy, Fairy Godmother, Winnie the Pooh, Ehor, Pumba, Timon, 101 Dalmation Dogs, Mufasa, Dumbo, Maleficent, Grumpy, Sleepy, Doepy, Sneezy, Meg, Pinocchio, Morph, Captain Amelia, Jim Hawkins,  Long John Silver, Scroop, Mr Arrow, Bambi, Tarzan, Alice, Evil Queen, Flounder, Quasimodo, Anastasia, Shere Khan, Scrooge Mcduck, Chip, Mogli, Wendy, John, Micheal, Rabbit, Kuzco, Eric, Prince Charming and Mushu. 

Did I miss anybody?

Ivy's Term Recap

Tabloids day

In week 9 we had a tabloids day. There were lots of different tabloids like apple bobbing, ball throw and many more but I am going to tell you about my three favorite tabloids. My first favorite tabloid was skittles. Skittles is a game that you either throw a ping pong ball or a tennis ball at three skittles. We had no skittles so we used plastic cups. My second favorite tabloid was sponge throw. Sponge throw is a game that is like ball throw and bean bag toss but instead you throw a wet sponge. You get a sponge, soak it in water and throw it into one of the three buckets. The last tabloid I will tell you about is gumboot throw. The aim of the game is to try to throw the gumboot further then your opponent's gumboot. And those were my favorite tabloids.

Marae trip

In week 8 we went to Te Poho o Rawiri marae for a sleepover. On Thursday our parents dropped us of at the marae. The people of the marae welcomed us into the marae and and talked about the history of Te Poho o Rawiri. After that we sat on the grass and had some morning tea. We had the food out of our lunch boxes. When we finished eating koka Teri rung a bell that meant we had to line up in group 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and 8. When everyone was in a line we were told to go to a certain game. I had to go to hand ball first. Then we had lunch, went through a few more rotations then we went into the marae to set up our beds. We went to the place were we put our bags, took out our lunch box and drink bottle and brought our bags into the marae and put them at the bottom of our matrise. When we did that moana 2 and 3 set up our dinner tables. For dinner we had nachos and for dessert we had apples and ice blocks. After dinner we read a book in bed then did a performance in front of everyone. Then we went back to the marae and went to sleep.

Quick write: My Wild and Wacky Creature

My wild and wacky creature has a long slim body packed with three layers of shiny blue scales that glisten in the sunlight.  It's see through spikes are as sharp as a shard of glass and as strong as titanium.  His fore strong legs have have razor sharp claws on the end of each foot that are as white as clean white snow and as big as a two meter tall chair.  His legs are different because he has the legs of a chicken. his tail is different to because it is not  a long thin tail it is a pompom.

  My wild and wacky creature has a two meter long neck with spikes perfectly lined up going down it's long neck.  His head has a long snout with jagged teeth and nostrils with smoke coming out of them.  It also has a long wet tongue with a split in the middle.  It's two huge horns are as yellow as the sun and are as sharp as mums kitchen knife.  It's wings has feathers as soft as a sheep's wool but as big as a move thertis tv and the color is light blue.  At the end of each wing there is a yellow horn only as big as two A4 pieces of paper.  The are as sharp as a giant pair of scissors cutting you with all of it's strength.

His eyes are blue when happy green when scared and red when angry they are probably as big as an elephants head.  It likes to eat pigs, sheeps and cows.  He sneaks up along the grass and then when hes close unuth he will pounce on whatever he's trying to get.  If his prey is flying he would fly a bit hide a bit fly a bit hide a bit fly a bit hide a bit until he is close anuth then he will pounce.  It's abilities are to roar, fly, dig, dive, make clouds and breath fire.  It likes to hide in bushes, trees and clouds.  He lives in an Australian jungle near a smoothly flowing river that once a day he would quietly go and have a drink.  And that's my wild and wacky creature.

The New Puppy

In the weekend I went to Whakatane with Link, Fox, Cristy and Jamie.  Before we got there we had to drive for two hours.  When we got there my nana told us that she had a surprise for us.  She opened a box and out popped a little puppy.  She had a dark brown head, a white body and a brown nose. we had to name the puppy so we called her Macy.  Macy was shy at first but when we started playing with her she wasn't shy anymore.  I was her favourite play buddy.

I played with the puppy for over an hour until we had to go bye toys for Macy.  We bought two squeaky toy dogs for her.  Nana said that the puppy came with the toy.  When we got back she straight away jumped on my lap.  Nana's other dog Merk played tug-o-war with the squeaky dog then Macy wanted to join in.

Every day after breakfast I would go outside to play with Macy.  She liked to chew on everything like shoes, rubbers, clothing, hair and stuffed toys.   When I went out for dinner Macy howled so much that we had to to take her in. It was ok to take her in, otherwise we would've left her in the car.  When we got back Macy had a play fight with Merk.  When I had to go back to my house in Gisborne, I was so sad because I missed Macy sp much.