miau miau

back at the start of june i asked the artists of our lovely discord community to provide me with art of their personal interpretations of HUNTR/X! we were able to bring together so many distinct art styles and AUs (some artists even contributed more than once) and i'm 🥹🥹🥹 at the final result. the creativity of the kpdh fandom knows no bounds and i am impressed by the new ideas that i see writers and artists come up with every day 💜🩷💚

I miss this core4

Virginia Wildlife; vol. 41, no. 1. January, 1980. Cover illustration by Chuck Ripper.

Mileven in mike style (hc)

And more doddles

animated the "It's okay not to smile" scene from chapter 4

When ranchers in Utah's Rich County found eighteen sheep killed in March 2022, they assumed coyotes. USDA Wildlife Services flew a plane over the kill site and found something feeding on the carcasses that had only been confirmed in the state eight times in forty years. It was a wolverine. Utah sits at the extreme southern margin of the wolverine's North American range. The animal is built for the deep snow and high alpine of Montana, Idaho, and Wyoming, country above ten thousand feet where the winters last eight months and the terrain rejects everything that is not specifically engineered to survive it. A wolverine showing up in Utah's ranch country was not a routine predator complaint. It was a biological event. State wildlife managers had no protocol for it because they had never needed one. Biologists set specialized barrel traps near the sheep carcasses. Catching a wolverine in a live trap is considered one of the most difficult captures in North American wildlife management. The animal is trap-smart, solitary, covers enormous distances daily, and operates almost exclusively in terrain that humans struggle to access on foot. The odds of a wolverine walking into a barrel trap were close to zero. The next morning, a sheepherder found one of the trap doors dropped. Inside was a healthy, twenty-eight-pound male, estimated at three to four years old. It was the first wolverine ever live-captured by biologists in Utah's history. The team sedated him, packed his body in ice to keep his core temperature stable during the examination, fitted him with a GPS tracking collar, and released him into the deep snow of the Uinta Mountains. For researchers who had spent careers studying an animal they almost never got to see, that collar was the first real-time data source on wolverine movement the state had ever produced. The data that came back over the next twenty-five days confirmed what wolverine biologists in other states had documented but Utah had never been able to verify on its own ground. The animal logged over 195 miles of travel in less than a month. He did not drift south toward lower elevations or leave the state. He locked into the high peaks of the Uintas above ten thousand feet and ran massive looping circuits through avalanche chutes, rocky ridgelines, and snowfields deep enough to bury a man standing upright. The daily distances he covered would qualify as an endurance event for a human athlete on flat ground. He was doing it through the most physically punishing terrain in the state, in winter, alone, at elevation, without stopping. The eighteen dead sheep that started the whole sequence were never repeated. The wolverine moved into the high country and stayed there, operating in a landscape so remote and so hostile that the only evidence of his existence was the GPS signal pinging coordinates from ridgelines that no person had visited in months. The collar proved what the forty years of scattered sightings could only suggest. The wolverine was not passing through Utah. It was living there, quietly covering nearly two hundred miles of frozen alpine rock in less than a month, completely invisible to every human being in the state.

We no longer have the strength to endure what is happening to us.

This is one of the worst tragedies in history.

Please speak up for us. Share, comment, and let the world know that two million people are suffering every day.

I’m not only trying to survive…

My father is sick, and I can’t afford his treatment. Watching him get worse while I can do nothing is breaking me.

I just need to buy medicine and food for my family.

I know this is not my usual stuff, but please, read this post! It's very important!

Venezuela, my country, suffered two major earthquakes (doublet earthquakes, as it's known) separated by a mere 39 seconds each on June 24th. They were of magnitude 7.2 and 7.5, respectively, and have left unimaginable destruction in their wake.

My family, friends, and I have been incredibly fortunate to escape unharmed, but thousands, if not millions, of people are being affected by this tragedy in various parts of the country, with La Guaira and Caracas being among the worst-affected areas. The country's main airport had to be closed due to the extensive damage it sustained.

Around 800 buildings have collapsed... People have lost everything they had: their homes, their families. The government didn't "take action" until two days after the tragedy; ordinary citizens were the ones carrying out rescue efforts with their bare hands and fingernails while the national authorities did nothing.

There are more than 50,000 people missing to date, most of them are still trapped under the rubble, and the only ones trying to do anything about it are the international rescuers (those who have been able to reach the country, because this corrupt regime is hindering them) and the citizens searching for their family and friends buried under tons of concrete.

Hospitals that have been suffering from resource shortages for almost three decades were filled with supplies within days of the tragedy, thanks to the efforts of citizens who have been donating everything they can across the country. Some of these collection centers have been targeted for closure by the regime under the pretext that it's illegal...

(And no, it's not. By doing that, they're preventing aid from reaching the people who need it most.)

Venezuela lacks the necessary resources to deal with a tragedy of this magnitude: there are no protocols, not enough tools, no heavy machinery, and no effort on the part of the national authorities. We need international aid; we need to help each other because the government won't.

Please, if you can, donate. If you can't, at least please share this and any other posts about this situation with your friends, family, and on social media so that it reaches more people. We need all the help we can get.

DO NOT DONATE TO THE VENEZUELAN RED CROSS! PART OF THEIR FUNDS GO DIRECTLY TO THE GOVERNMENT, WHICH HAS DONE NOTHING FOR ITS CITIZENS!

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