How the Critters Went Caroling

“Does he bring the sun back, is that why he’s called Sun?” The smallest bunling peeked at the sky that showed no sign of light diminishing. “…in the places that don’t have Matshan and that get dark in the winter.”

“He’s not called Sun.” One of the squirrel brothers paused to explain, then continued shaking and listening to a nut, scouting for the weakest side for opening.

“Is too! Sun Da Claws! …although the claws sound sort of worrisome. Are they hidden in the mittens? Why does he need claws? Wrapping presents must be tricksy.”

“Nono, is San-ta.” Squirrel beat the nut against the ground, wishful gleam in his eyes.

“‘s what I said! Sun Da.”


“Suuuuun Da!”

“Has nothing to do with sun! ‘s just …word that sounds similar.”

“What does it mean, then?” The smallest bunling frowned and nosed his own ear in confusion.

“Dunno! ‘s just a hooman word.” The nut was almost broken by now, the squirrel knew it, just a couple more hits.

“Ladybun said ‘s cuter form of ‘saint’.” Addler stretched into all his otterish height to look more important.

“Ahaaa.” The smallest bunling nodnodded for a while, then headtilted. “What’s a seint?”

Addler sunk down into a round ball of cake-loving critterness. He had hoped the question wouldn’t come up. “It means… it means… A Very Good Hooman. Who brings everyone cake! ‘n gifts.”

The squirrel made a triumphant sound as the nut broke, then nodded in agreement. “Makes sense. Surely San-tah is the best hooman ever, even with claws.”

“The bestest hooman! …after Ladybun.” The smallest bunling beamed at the solved riddle.

“‘n Matshan.” Addler added, then sat down with a thoughtful sound.

“When he’s not grrrring.” The squirrel commented, now busy stuffing his cheeks with the nut.

“So the bestest hooman after Ladybun and Matshan when he’s not grring.” Addler repeated, happy that the consensus had been achieved.

“Sometimes not hooman!” The smallest bunling pointed out. “Sometimes a woof! Weffs told me, they wait for him every yool.”

“‘s good,” Addler agreed. “Woof surely speaks Critter better. Hoomans sometimes a bit deaf.”

“We should do something nice for Sun Seint!”

“But what? He has so many noms and toys and shinies that he gives them away, he doesn’t need anything.” Addler frowned in thought, for surely that’s all anyone could possibly want in life.

The squirrel paused, took another bite, then nodded. “We should sing to him!”

The smallest bunling’s ears shot up. “Oooo, like the Musikal Maus Band! We could even invite them along!”

Addler nodnodded, getting back up on two paws. “Like the Sensibly-Sized Hooman-Speaking Carolers that there’s on the Other Island every year!”

This caused a chorus of eeeeeeeeees all around, the critters were huge fans of tinies caroling, although they had never understood why hoomans called them ‘tinies’.

“We could sing classics like… Treatmas Everi Dei and Frosti the Snowpingu and O Festive-nom!”

“Weffs can invite him over, he can’t be busy yet, still many days to go.”

“Bestplan! Time to karaoke practice! I call Pina Colada! …we can put the singing stick in the snow and and…”

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…and the best of holiday wishes, warmth and noms and relaxation to all of you from the Critters of Ambar and their Ladybun.

PS. If you’re also a fan of the Sensibly-Sized Hooman-Speaking Carolers, there’ll be tinies caroling in Selidor at 12:30 afternoon SLT on 29th of December! (Caroling followed by the Night Theater, another thing not to miss.) 




“But Santa gave the karot to you, since you don’t have a nose.” The bunling peered up at the snowman with a worried frown.

The snowman smiled — in truth, he smiled all the time because that’s the way he was made, but this time he meant it. “I have a perfectly good nose. I like it, all small and round. Makes me look cuter, too. You can have the carrot.”

The bunling beamed and shuffled his paws in the snow, glancing at the giant carrot, then up at the snowman again. “Are you suuuure?”

The snowman made a sound that tried to relay he would nod if he could move. “Yas. Merry Yule, little critter.”

“Happy Karot Dei!” The bunling responded, touched a paw to the carrot, then hopped closer to the snowman and pressed a small paw against his side. After a moment a decorative paw-scribble was decorating the snowman and the bunling began the Operation Drag Karot Home. He would share the treasure with his cousins and tell stories of the Snowman With Round Nose.


Very merry all the things, holidays and celebrations, solstice and lightening days, warm lights and snuggly nights!


Snowmen & log with Santa – HPMD Happy Mood
Bunling – Ohmai
Horizon of Trees – Studio Skye
Red Birdies – +Half-Deer+

Happy-Making Yool Kart Magic

“What is it?” The smallest bunling asked and sniffed the rectangular piece of cardboard curiously.

“‘s yule card!” The Bunling Who Knows Letters declared proudly.

“Yool-kart,” repeated the smallest bunling and nudged the cardboard up with his nose, then tilted his head as it fell over. “‘s all colourful on this side!”

“What does it do?” One of the squirrels picked the card easily up and held it on the side, then peered forward to try and see the colours better.


“It’s a picture!” The smallest bunling hopped up and down, then paused, tilted his head and took a few side hops to prevent tumbling down. “‘s upside down picture.”

The squirrel turned the card around and everyone gathered to look at it.

“I think they’re waving,” said the younger of the squirrel brothers and waved back at the card.

“He has a carrot-nose!” The smallest bunling kept on hopping up and down excitedly.

“He looks like he’s made of ice cream scoops.” Addler, the otter butler, nodded knowingly.


“The Ladybun said he’s a snow-man, ‘n the red person is a tonttu,” The Bunling Who Knows Letters pronounced with authority. “‘n that people give each other yule-cards to wish them happy festive yuletime! ‘s a trad-ishon.”

“Why doesn’t the snow melt?” The squirrel holding the card pressed his nose against the picture. “It’s not even cold!”

“‘s a picture, like a kamera-picture! ‘n doesn’t have to be snow-men, can be happy winter things of any sort.” The Bunling Who Knows Letters nodded for emphasis, ears flopping. “Then you give them to people and they are happy!”

“Happy-making yool-kart magic!” The smallest bunling turned to his wiser friends. “Let’s make some!”


“The Ladybun did say that Matshan has a big big tree on the Other Island, ‘n people bring all sort of treats and warm wishes under it.”

“We are people!” Addler declared after hearing the word ‘treats’. “Let’s bring wishes there, ‘n yool karts, ‘n see if the others have brought there noms. We could trade!”

A lengthy oooohhh-sound escaped the gathered critters: a fair trade of warm wishes for noms was a brilliant idea!


“I know a jackalope who could take pictures of us! So they can see us wishing well!” The Bunling Who Knows Letters started planning the process. “‘n then we can scribble yeys on the other side and and… someone needs to bake a cake and we need some lights and…”

The critters did manage to make some yool karts and they can be found in a small box under the tree in Selidor, free to take with their warm wishes. There will soon be much more gifts there as the traditional Giving Circle begins, the critters just got a bit over-excited and went over to sniff for possible treat trades early.


Studio Skye – Snow Formations
Kalopsia – Santa’s Bag of Toys at Tannenbaum
*Shai* Snowman Chibi (Rez me) – gift at The Arcade
dust bunny . berry cake . arcade gift 2015 – gift at The Arcade
{vespertine}artistic mess.
Sari-Sari – Art Class – Palette (light)
*LODE* Headwear – Fleur d’hiver [white] at The Arcade
[ keke ] snow jar – snow hares


!Ohmai: Sea Otter Pet [Onyx Pelt]
!Ohmai : Steampunk Chestnut Squirrels
!Ohmai: Mochi Bunny
+Half-Deer+ Jackalope Baby – The Little Artist (rez) RARE at The Arcade
+Half-Deer+ Jackalope – Photographer (rez) at The Arcade
+Half-Deer+ Bunny helps with the Decor (Snow)



It all started on December 3rd. Addler the Butler Otter promoted the Brothers Squirrel as his Majorly Mostly Assistant Decoration Wranglers. Mostly because they had paws that could reach and grab and twist and twine, and poor Addler himself had always been somewhat paw-challenged due to his round tummy that he was extremely proud of.

After the decorations came Addler’s favourite part: baking! Not that he could bake anything himself (see: paw-challenged), but the Hamster Baking Brigade was extremely professional and a joy to watch and sniff. One of the bunlings had taken the art of Learning Letters very seriously and could now read almost every other word from the Big Book of Noms. He told Addler every other word was ‘nom’, and who was Addler to question his learned ways.


While the critters on the table plateau were focused on baking, a disaster struck on the lower level: suddenly everything except the rugs was lava! The Bunling learning the Art of Scribbling immediately made an alarm flag. The Bunlings had wisely divided the Arts so that one of them learned to Read, the other to Write.


The Brothers Squirrel figured out an escape plan immediately, but only the penguins showed interest or daring to follow them across the ladder. The Squirrel in charge of Taking (the other was in charge of Keeping) even performed a small squirrel jig to show everyone it wasn’t dangerous. He knew it was the work of the Magician and surely he would not fry the critters in lava: not good barbeque!


The brave escapades were forgotten the moment the scent of ready gingerbread cookies descended to the rug-level. Lava and adventurous challenges already forgotten, it was time to party! The Nom Fest was so thorough that the Brothers Squirrel forgot to ponder where had Addler gone.


Addler had orchestrated the Grand Nom Feast on the main table. On many tables. After several Critter Committees were held on the decor and colour matching, defeat was admitted and the Bunling scribbled a plea for help in the flag: magician aid was required. After some patient translation work from the Ladybun, the Magician got to work to change the critter infested mess into a proper feast.


What a feast it was! Addler could barely see to the other end of the table! The Ladybun had helped him with a bow tie (see: paw-challenged) and all he had to do now was oversee everything from his spot at the end of the table. Well, to see, and watch and sniff and approve. Extremely responsible job!


Addler could feel his otter tummy growing from the scents alone: so round and pretty! He guarded the sacher cake of chocolatey goodness with care: if he was lucky, the Magician would eat only one piece and he could have all the rest! …to share with his friends, he reminded himself. To share with his friends, yesyes.


The Rat Band had settled next to the cheese tray that had been promised to them, already playing festive songs such as Every Whisker Glitters and All the Red Ribbons and the critter favourite Nom Day Every Day.


The Bunling that Knows Bun Glyphs had found tiny bunlings from a glowing jar of snow. He pressed his nose against the glass and wiggled it in hopes of communication, but the tiny figures did not move. Surely there should be another plea for the Magician to make them come alive.


In the meanwhile, under the tree, everything was peaceful. The band played a song or two to keep in shape, the weffs practiced puppy parkour on the presents, the guest bunnies were helping with the decor and the cocoa train kept driving around the tree in slow, delicious circles.


Everything was ready. Just one more night to wait.

I meant to simply take pictures of the hijinks and shenanigans happening home as usual and add them to Flickr for shared amusement, but this December the story just kept growing and growing and called for more words. So here: a home-ful of critters to wish everyone a delightful, happy and relaxed holiday!

Laziest Credits Ever:

Critters by Ohmai, MishMish, Half-Deer, Snips & Snails, Aisling, Intrigue Co. (fd), Offbeat, Ispachi, Lark, Balaclava, keke

Noms by Poche, Lost Junction, Schadenfreude, Tres Blah, Erratic, Vespertine, Aphrodite

Grand Nom Feast Table & Chairs by The Looking Glass (free under the tree)

Tree by ~Libertine~

A lot of noms and critters from the Arcade, the tree from the Midwinter Fair.