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!
15.Nov.13, 09:52 AM
Casa woke up with a scream, chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to breathe. Almost immediately, she gagged, pulling herself out of her bed as the imagined smell of the rotting queen filled her nose. Her sound of panic roused the firelizards, who creeled and crooned, making for a loud and chaotic environment as Casa tried to get her bearings. After a moment, she sat down on her bed again, grinding her palms against her eyes in a dual effort to cause the pain lancing through her head and the images of the dead dragonet to fade into nothingness.
After a couple of minutes, the perceived smell was gone and only flash frames of the hatching still flickered through her mind. The firelizards had come to settle around her in a concerned and nervous group, each trying to crawl up and lie against her. She sighed, shaking her head softly. "You all rest here...I need to think." They chirped and snuggled back into the blankets reluctantly, obviously upset they could not console her. She pulled back the lid of a glowbasket in the room, searching around for clean clothing to take with her. It was harder to find then she expected; she had been so distracted that the only things she'd really focused on were feeding the beasts and doing her chores. Her own personal care had kind of fallen behind. Just another worry.
Sighing, she grabbed one of the things Arddra had given her - the tunic and the flowy skirt. It wouldn't help now, with the rain, but it would have to do. All of her new clothing was dirty. Muttering, she shoved it into a bag and threw on a cloak that was too big for her that had ended up in her things. She set out into the pouring rain, which was currently dumping buckets from the dark sky. She clumped through the mud and the puddles, shivering in her cloak until she reached the Bathing Houses.
Ducking inside, she opened the door to the first bathing room she found. It was empty, and she stripped out of her muddy, messy clothing, shoving the mess into the corner for now. She'd rinse it all out before she left. She sunk into the steaming water in the tub, curling herself into a ball and letting her eyes close for a moment as the heat began to unkink muscles that rarely let go when she slept. Pawing at the bags under her eyes, she let herself have a serene moment for a little while.
After a couple of minutes, the perceived smell was gone and only flash frames of the hatching still flickered through her mind. The firelizards had come to settle around her in a concerned and nervous group, each trying to crawl up and lie against her. She sighed, shaking her head softly. "You all rest here...I need to think." They chirped and snuggled back into the blankets reluctantly, obviously upset they could not console her. She pulled back the lid of a glowbasket in the room, searching around for clean clothing to take with her. It was harder to find then she expected; she had been so distracted that the only things she'd really focused on were feeding the beasts and doing her chores. Her own personal care had kind of fallen behind. Just another worry.
Sighing, she grabbed one of the things Arddra had given her - the tunic and the flowy skirt. It wouldn't help now, with the rain, but it would have to do. All of her new clothing was dirty. Muttering, she shoved it into a bag and threw on a cloak that was too big for her that had ended up in her things. She set out into the pouring rain, which was currently dumping buckets from the dark sky. She clumped through the mud and the puddles, shivering in her cloak until she reached the Bathing Houses.
Ducking inside, she opened the door to the first bathing room she found. It was empty, and she stripped out of her muddy, messy clothing, shoving the mess into the corner for now. She'd rinse it all out before she left. She sunk into the steaming water in the tub, curling herself into a ball and letting her eyes close for a moment as the heat began to unkink muscles that rarely let go when she slept. Pawing at the bags under her eyes, she let herself have a serene moment for a little while.
