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!
09.Jul.14, 12:30 PM
Her eyes tracked the berries as the sailed over the bush R’nya had tossed them at and color continued to stain her face. Surely the entire weyr hadn’t found out about her faux pas and passed it around!
The dragon was becoming quite vexed with her rider. Ameris’ insistent need to recount and replay that morning was wearing on Mizeath’s incredible patience. She had half a mind to bring the matter up to Xyrieth but knew that it would cause Ameris undue stress and so had refrained from speaking to the other bronze. Mizeath couldn’t really understand what the big deal was anyway! So Ameris had accidentally called N’kal by the wrong name, it’s not as if she’d harmed the man!
Ameris startled, wide eyed at the tone that came from R’nya. She blinked at his anger, confused and not a little frightened by the sudden change in the man’s demeanor. It was hugely unexpected, that intensity, and she trembled slightly with the errant thought that it might come to physical blows and she shrank back just a little when he raised closed fists. Deep down she knew he would never harm her, but too often she had said the same of A’mad and too often her father had proven her hopes false.
The refusal to meet her eyes brought Ameris out of her fears, if only a little, and had her moving forward before she knew it. When she was close enough, the woman halted and stared at R’nya. Gossip was just gossip was her only thought but she knew some of the rumors were quite terrible. Not that she believed any of them of course, but they were terrible just the same. “It’s just gossip, R’nya,” she said quietly, “And of course they’re lies! Things muttered by people too bored with their lives to do much else.”
She was finding that she quite disliked the distress R’nya felt at this particular moment and the feeling was confusing and not all at the same time. The woman refused to admit that perhaps there was more in her than just friendship, her random bursts of thoughts ignored and brushed aside. Ameris fought to keep the glare she had for Mizeath, as the gold chuckled in her mind at her thoughts, off her face lest R’nya think it was for him. It just wouldn’t do for him to think she was angry!
@Honey Love for (R'nya)
I also realized today how incredibly late this reply is :| and I am so sorry!
