Username: Paintra
Theme: Extreme Habitat
Species: Oreotrochilus estella (common: Andean Hillstar)
Entry Type: Lore/Writing
Comment (Optional): I love birds, and the Andean Hillstar is such an amazing example of extreme adaptation. Hummingbird torpor is so interesting! I always found it funny that their heart rate drops to an "extremely low level" relatively, but it's really 50-100BPM which seems rather reasonable for us. Unlike hummingbirds, though, our regular heartrate isn't over 1000BPM!
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Janecka had made the trip up and down the mountains thousands of time, but never with such a pack in tow. The dozen or so little hatchlings were all bundled up in fuzzy clothes, and she gently silenced all of them with a wing. "There it is," she breathed, not daring to raise her voice, "The Hillstar."
The group waited in silence as the swift little bird fluttered from flower to flower, and none of them spoke again until the bird was long gone. "So," Janecka turned back to her class, "Why are we seeing this creature today?"
One hatchling patiently raised a wing, a little Banescale. When Janecka called on him, all he had to say was, "I'm cold."
The Coatl couldn't help but laugh, and nodded. "The Hillstar is too, don't you think? But it becomes even colder in the nighttime. So it enters a state of torpor. That way, it uses up almost no energy in the night, and can survive in the morning!"
"I wish I could do that all day!" The Banescale from before grumbled, tossing his head with a snort.
"Don't worry, you all. We're going to head back down to the cabin and have something to eat now." Janecka said, which caught the attention of the hatchlings and convinced them to follow her back down the hills.
Theme: Extreme Habitat
Species: Oreotrochilus estella (common: Andean Hillstar)
Entry Type: Lore/Writing
Comment (Optional): I love birds, and the Andean Hillstar is such an amazing example of extreme adaptation. Hummingbird torpor is so interesting! I always found it funny that their heart rate drops to an "extremely low level" relatively, but it's really 50-100BPM which seems rather reasonable for us. Unlike hummingbirds, though, our regular heartrate isn't over 1000BPM!
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Janecka had made the trip up and down the mountains thousands of time, but never with such a pack in tow. The dozen or so little hatchlings were all bundled up in fuzzy clothes, and she gently silenced all of them with a wing. "There it is," she breathed, not daring to raise her voice, "The Hillstar."
The group waited in silence as the swift little bird fluttered from flower to flower, and none of them spoke again until the bird was long gone. "So," Janecka turned back to her class, "Why are we seeing this creature today?"
One hatchling patiently raised a wing, a little Banescale. When Janecka called on him, all he had to say was, "I'm cold."
The Coatl couldn't help but laugh, and nodded. "The Hillstar is too, don't you think? But it becomes even colder in the nighttime. So it enters a state of torpor. That way, it uses up almost no energy in the night, and can survive in the morning!"
"I wish I could do that all day!" The Banescale from before grumbled, tossing his head with a snort.
"Don't worry, you all. We're going to head back down to the cabin and have something to eat now." Janecka said, which caught the attention of the hatchlings and convinced them to follow her back down the hills.