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!
10.Jul.13, 03:20 AM
Casa trailed behind the boy who was quickly becoming her best friend and partner in crime, imagining what sort of crazy scheme would require them finding the perfect gift ever for Flora. After comforting the girl and chatting with the other 'Brats, they had set off to go wherever they could go to find just the right thing. In this case, Dae followed Quenym, content to let him blaze the trail. It seemed that this time, they were destined to head into the forests.
As they jogged along, Casa helped her friend mark the path by collecting rocks by the armful for him to easily grab to mark their path. She remembered when Flora had told her about getting lost in the forest overnight, an experience she herself had no desire to experience herself. Even though it was daylight, that didn't mean it was safe in the slightest, and the forest was full of potential threats, including getting lost. It was also a great place to find awesome little secrets, she recalled, as she thought about her adventures here with Ryvian.
As they were walking, the ground became more uneven, and suddenly Quenym went head over heels, tumbling away. Trying to skid to a halt, she stumbled a bit herself, just coming up short. The ground was rough on her here, and with her covered in bruises and the stitches on her head, she was trying to be careful. Her ankle also began to show tell-tale signs of hurting after just two days of recovery and she muttered, taking a moment to breathe. Bending over Quenym, she blinked. "You okay?" she asked, glancing around to see what he had run into - wherry, feline, rider, or who knew what!
As they jogged along, Casa helped her friend mark the path by collecting rocks by the armful for him to easily grab to mark their path. She remembered when Flora had told her about getting lost in the forest overnight, an experience she herself had no desire to experience herself. Even though it was daylight, that didn't mean it was safe in the slightest, and the forest was full of potential threats, including getting lost. It was also a great place to find awesome little secrets, she recalled, as she thought about her adventures here with Ryvian.
As they were walking, the ground became more uneven, and suddenly Quenym went head over heels, tumbling away. Trying to skid to a halt, she stumbled a bit herself, just coming up short. The ground was rough on her here, and with her covered in bruises and the stitches on her head, she was trying to be careful. Her ankle also began to show tell-tale signs of hurting after just two days of recovery and she muttered, taking a moment to breathe. Bending over Quenym, she blinked. "You okay?" she asked, glancing around to see what he had run into - wherry, feline, rider, or who knew what!
