Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
25.Jan.13, 07:47 AM
Amorandii nodded emphatically at Talian's question, skinny arms linked tightly around the young man's neck as she enjoyed the snuggly moment, quite pleased with his obvious surprise. The girl positively glowed with self satisfaction as B'jin sat down on the edge of the bed, watching the scene with affectionate amusement. "The best something ever!" she gushed, keeping her voice on a lower pitch than she otherwise might have used to express her delight. Talian didn't like it when she squealed in his ear. Neither did Daddy, but he wasn't usually lucky enough to get the little girl to mute herself.
"We did," B'jin replied lightly, not at all phased by Talian's grumbling, as he held out the small gift. Wrapped up in the careful if not particularly talented image Amorandii had painted, was a small token gift. B'jin had collected a lot of random items from the North when he was a Searchrider, hoarding them and anything else he could trade out of other riders at Katila and keeping them aside for his children. They were allowed to select something they liked on their birthdays, to keep for themselves. B'jin had no idea if Talian would like the item Amorandii had picked out for him, but he'd guessed the young man wouldn't want to actively choose something himself. That wasn't really Talian's style, and even Indamor was getting to the age where he was 'too grown up' to be very enthusiastic about it. B'jin still knew he enjoyed it, but he pretended not to.
"Hello!" The girl's eyes widened once more, excited as she wriggled out of Talian's arms as he put her down and quickly stepped closer to the dragonet, curiosity radiating off her as she extended one hand with splayed fingers to pet the dragonet, shooting a cautious look at her father out of the corner of her eye as she did so, expecting to be scolded. When it didn't come, Amorandii forgot all about being careful not to spook the little brown, and threw herself at him, dropping to her knees while she wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face against him. He was so soft! Amorandii giggled gleefully.
B'jin who was currently more occupied with rolling his eyes at Talian's grumbling about his birthday's and how many he had had, offered the young healer a small, sly smile. "Careful, or you'll find yourself with make-up-parties to repair the damage." A nod was given to Amorandii to indicate who it was that had demanded Talian's birthday be celebrated. He'd managed to talk her out of exuberance and a full on party with all the things Amorandii was quite sure (thank you very much) Talian both wanted and needed for his birthday. However, the Harper's eyes widened as he spotted his little girl well and truly abusing the baby dragon with cuddles and random kisses as she cooded to him.
"Andi!" Horrified, his voice came out as a harsh snap, causing the little girl to jerk in surprise, though she only clung to Khaduceth's neck tighter, ignoring any fight the dragonet might have put up, to eye B'jin defiantly from over his neck spines, her expression pure B'jin in the set of jaw and the narrowing of her eyes as she stared him down. "Get off him!"
"We did," B'jin replied lightly, not at all phased by Talian's grumbling, as he held out the small gift. Wrapped up in the careful if not particularly talented image Amorandii had painted, was a small token gift. B'jin had collected a lot of random items from the North when he was a Searchrider, hoarding them and anything else he could trade out of other riders at Katila and keeping them aside for his children. They were allowed to select something they liked on their birthdays, to keep for themselves. B'jin had no idea if Talian would like the item Amorandii had picked out for him, but he'd guessed the young man wouldn't want to actively choose something himself. That wasn't really Talian's style, and even Indamor was getting to the age where he was 'too grown up' to be very enthusiastic about it. B'jin still knew he enjoyed it, but he pretended not to.
"Hello!" The girl's eyes widened once more, excited as she wriggled out of Talian's arms as he put her down and quickly stepped closer to the dragonet, curiosity radiating off her as she extended one hand with splayed fingers to pet the dragonet, shooting a cautious look at her father out of the corner of her eye as she did so, expecting to be scolded. When it didn't come, Amorandii forgot all about being careful not to spook the little brown, and threw herself at him, dropping to her knees while she wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face against him. He was so soft! Amorandii giggled gleefully.
B'jin who was currently more occupied with rolling his eyes at Talian's grumbling about his birthday's and how many he had had, offered the young healer a small, sly smile. "Careful, or you'll find yourself with make-up-parties to repair the damage." A nod was given to Amorandii to indicate who it was that had demanded Talian's birthday be celebrated. He'd managed to talk her out of exuberance and a full on party with all the things Amorandii was quite sure (thank you very much) Talian both wanted and needed for his birthday. However, the Harper's eyes widened as he spotted his little girl well and truly abusing the baby dragon with cuddles and random kisses as she cooded to him.
"Andi!" Horrified, his voice came out as a harsh snap, causing the little girl to jerk in surprise, though she only clung to Khaduceth's neck tighter, ignoring any fight the dragonet might have put up, to eye B'jin defiantly from over his neck spines, her expression pure B'jin in the set of jaw and the narrowing of her eyes as she stared him down. "Get off him!"
