New items in Jamaa?!

Non-Rare Gazelle horns have officially made their second appearance in stores! This angered many Jammers due to their extreme rareness. Get your own for 250 gems, for members only. A new item called the soccer ball hat was also added listed for 750 gems. I believe this was added because of the world cup that is currently going on (sorry if I said that wrong, I am not a soccer fan). Anyway have fun with your new items!


-Flora ◕‿◕


Check Out Flora’s Real Cafe!

Here is Flora’s real kitchen!


Flora’s waiting room.

waiting room

Floras tea table. Eat with owl-liscous and phantoms!

dinig area

The dining room-


The patio!



If you wwant to you can send me mail for a mailtime video at CelestiaRings on AJ if I get 20 gifts I will do a give away!

Luve yooh!

-Flora ◕‿◕


Flora stood on the rocky mountain. A single tear skidded down her cheek as she stared into the distance. Her home was in flames: all the buildings, all the crops, and all of her family except her two sisters, Juniper and Lucky. She was the oldest. It was simple. She had to take care of them.

Juniper was almost five years old. She was small, unexperienced, and scared. Lucky was only six months old and a heavy sleeper. Flora herself was seven and as helpless as Juniper.

She was frighted by the thought that the phantoms destroyed her family and home. Why? The question echoed in her mind. Why? They had to have had a reason. The question puzzled her and mad her face twist with confusion. Her confusion turned into a face of pure anger. Why? Why? Why?! Tears were pouring down her cheeks and she growled.

Juniper’s paw made a bouncing sound as she made her way up on the mountain. “L-lucky is further down the mountain, safe and sound. I made her a basket out of the leaves and twigs. So you can car-” She stopped. Juniper sniffed and blinked water out of her eyes. Flora could tell she was holding back her tears for her sake. If Juniper spoke she would start to bawl and it would snowball from there.

Flora kissed her on the forehead. “Thank you dear, I will be down in a minute.” Her voice quivered on her last word.

Juniper’s attitude towards this situation was very mature, considering they were now homeless, starving orphans. Juniper mumbled words Flora couldn’t catch she ran back down the mountain to check on Lucky.

Flora didn’t know what to do, she decided to just stop staring out into the distance and help her sisters. They needed to get away from this area before the phantoms came back. The thought it was heartbreaking, to leave and never come back. Flora tore her eyes from her home and ran down the mountain. She she slipped and stumbled, her foot hit a sharpened rock and ended up tumbled down the rest of the way.

Juniper yelped. “Ohmygoodness! Are you okay?” Junipers fur was wet with tears and she looked like she just got hit by a stampede.

Flora had grass mixed in with her coat and dirt on her silver fur. She stood back up on all fours and shook, “Yeah, just taking a shortcut.”

“Oh…Wait, were you serious?”

“No honey, I tripped. Mira knows were we will go now.”

Flora looked over what had survived the fire. They had plenty of food, peaches, pears, apples, an assortment of fish and some vegetables. They had also grabbed a few blankets and two simple weapons that Flora didn’t tell juniper about.

She rummaged through the bag and found a bluish silver glove. The glove had a few retractable spikes and sharp claws on the end. Flora slid the glove over her paw and retracted the spikes.

Flora didn’t like to admit it, but she knew how to use them. She just didn’t want to. As far as she knew, phantoms acted like animals, so in her book they were animals. She didn’t want to hurt animals; in fact, she loved them. But after this mess they were not animals. They were monsters.

Flora added a lid to the basket Juniper made for Lucky.  She slung the basket on her shoulders and the other bags over Juniper’s back. Juniper wobbled under the weight of the food and iron sword. Flora grabbed the heaviest bag off of junipers back and flopped it onto her back.

“Thanks, Flora,” she said in a relieved tone.

“Okay lets go away from the town, so we should go north.”

Juniper slowly trailed behind Flora as they left their hideout. Juniper was only five- but this really forced her to act Flora’s age. Speaking of forcing animals to grow up Flora feet like She had been forced to become a 28 year old mother, taking care of her pups. She had always been mature, but this was different. Her Mom said “She was a wise woman trapped in a young girls body.”

“Ugh. Flora where are we going?” groaned juniper. She was not very strong so the mile they walked seemed like a marathon to her.

“Like I said, we are going away from the town, we need to find a place to stay. Once we do that we can contact oth-,” she paused, she just realized they had no other living relatives ,”I mean the alpha wolf, Greely.”

“Oh, I thought we might go to the warrior’s camp.”

She stopped, how in Jamaa did she know about that? Flora thought “Where did you even here about the warrior’s camp?” Flora turned around and sat. Juniper sat down and pulled of her bags.

“EW!” Juniper yelled and pointed her paw at the ground.

“What now? I have had a long day and I don’t want to-”

“It is this weird slimy goop! Wait…”

Flora screamed then quickly covered her mouth with her paw “Th-Thats phantom goop!

Sorry if there are any typos! Next part will be out in 2 weeks to 2 months! This one was super short!

-Flora ◕‿◕