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!
29.May.13, 05:46 PM
It was late afternoon and she had decided to tale Evritt with her for the night, to be returned to the care takers in the creche in the morning. They had had a wonderful day, playing with a group of firelizards at the lake, swimming, playing in the sand, then running all over the creche with his little playmates while she had taken a break talking to some of the other woman that frequented the Creche. Some were mothers, some were not, either way they were often friendly and chatty and Vee liked that most days. Today had been a good day and she was more then glad for the company and it never hurt to catch up on the local gossip, especially with all that had happened. It still sent a chill down her spine, the recent events, from start to finish. She worried over the state of the weyr and what the future would hold for her as well as for Evritt.
After having had their mid day meal and running around the weyrbowl and several dragons chasing after her energetic little boy, Vee was exhausted to say the least, but Evritt was still more then full of energy, though he had slowed down quite a bit. He was currently zig zagging across the pathway that lead to the huts. He would pick up a shiny rock and run back to her with it so he could put it with all his other 'treasures' in her hut. Currently she had an entire pouch full of rocks and pebbles. He had tried to bring home a stick but she had had to tell him no on that one. He had sighed at her and put the stick back then went back to weeble wobbling this way and that as she trailed behind him, occasionally calling for him to come back to her, if he got to far ahead.
Lost in her thoughts as well as paying more attention to Evritt then where she was going the toddler ended up leading them down the wrong path and the next thing she knew he was racing forward and yelling out "Iron! Iron!" She did a quick look around and gave a bit of a groan, though she wasn't sure why. Iron was what Evritt called Ironth because he couldn't quite get the 'th' sound in there yet and if he was yelling for Ironth, it meant they were near K'ton's house and too late now to turn back, he already had eyes on the massive brown so there would be no telling the boy no. She lifted the hem of her dress and scooted after him quickly, giving a bit of a startled yell when he tripped over a rock and fell face first in the dirt outside K'ton's hut where Ironth's massive head was rested upon the ground. Vee slid to the ground and scooped him up before he had a chance to cry, turned him over to furiously, and slightly panicky, check him for cuts and blood. His response was to giggle and flail, trying to get away from her so he could get to his friend. She sighed, not paying attention to whether or not there was a K'ton nearby, and brushed her son off, wiped away the blood from the scrape on his cheek, or tried to anyway, and rechecked him for more damages. Evritt had managed to roll himself over in her grasp and had both chubby little arms stretched out as far as he could being clung to by his mother.
"Iron!", he said again, hands grasping at air as he continued to try and wiggle from her grasp. "Alright alright..hang on a minute. We have to ask K'ton first okay?" Evritt deflated and whimpered at her but nodded because he knew he had to be a good boy to be allowed to play with Ironth. Vee sighed and sat there a moment, again forgetting just who's door she was sitting on the ground in front of, wiping dirt from her sons face and hands.
After having had their mid day meal and running around the weyrbowl and several dragons chasing after her energetic little boy, Vee was exhausted to say the least, but Evritt was still more then full of energy, though he had slowed down quite a bit. He was currently zig zagging across the pathway that lead to the huts. He would pick up a shiny rock and run back to her with it so he could put it with all his other 'treasures' in her hut. Currently she had an entire pouch full of rocks and pebbles. He had tried to bring home a stick but she had had to tell him no on that one. He had sighed at her and put the stick back then went back to weeble wobbling this way and that as she trailed behind him, occasionally calling for him to come back to her, if he got to far ahead.
Lost in her thoughts as well as paying more attention to Evritt then where she was going the toddler ended up leading them down the wrong path and the next thing she knew he was racing forward and yelling out "Iron! Iron!" She did a quick look around and gave a bit of a groan, though she wasn't sure why. Iron was what Evritt called Ironth because he couldn't quite get the 'th' sound in there yet and if he was yelling for Ironth, it meant they were near K'ton's house and too late now to turn back, he already had eyes on the massive brown so there would be no telling the boy no. She lifted the hem of her dress and scooted after him quickly, giving a bit of a startled yell when he tripped over a rock and fell face first in the dirt outside K'ton's hut where Ironth's massive head was rested upon the ground. Vee slid to the ground and scooped him up before he had a chance to cry, turned him over to furiously, and slightly panicky, check him for cuts and blood. His response was to giggle and flail, trying to get away from her so he could get to his friend. She sighed, not paying attention to whether or not there was a K'ton nearby, and brushed her son off, wiped away the blood from the scrape on his cheek, or tried to anyway, and rechecked him for more damages. Evritt had managed to roll himself over in her grasp and had both chubby little arms stretched out as far as he could being clung to by his mother.
"Iron!", he said again, hands grasping at air as he continued to try and wiggle from her grasp. "Alright alright..hang on a minute. We have to ask K'ton first okay?" Evritt deflated and whimpered at her but nodded because he knew he had to be a good boy to be allowed to play with Ironth. Vee sighed and sat there a moment, again forgetting just who's door she was sitting on the ground in front of, wiping dirt from her sons face and hands.
