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!
14.Oct.17, 03:49 PM
Careful planning and experience allowed M'dox to position himself in a way that meant he could sort his laundry while keeping an eye on the room's other occupant, with the bonus of not looking like he was watching the other man. He tried to focus on his work, carefully inspecting each garment. Pale yellow, old, goes in this pile. New shirt, dark red, will likely stain, wash it on its own or with other dark colors? Hmnn. He froze at an unexpected sound from T'bia, heart rate spiking. He took a shaky breath as he realized the noise had just been the other man accidentally touching the hot water, and his racing heart began to calm down. Riquarth started sending him the sensation of sunbathing out on the rocks to help him, and M'dox smiled gratefully at his dragon.
"Thank you, my heart."
He was so focused on the feelings of warmth and relaxation Riquarth was sending along their bond he almost missed when T'bia spoke to him, and if Riquarth hadn't actively been calming him, M'dox was certain he would have jumped out of his own skin. The bluerider didn't seem to know who he was. That was - good, actually. It mean his efforts at staying below people's notice was working. M'dox carefully considered his response.
"I'm M'dox of Riquarth." He said, taking a short pause to mirror T'bia's introduction. "He's brown." M'dox shaped his face into a friendly smile, to make sure the other man understood he wasn't mocking him, but paralleling his words to create a sense of companionship between them. Blue and green riders generally reacted well to that approach, in his experience.
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"Thank you, my heart."
He was so focused on the feelings of warmth and relaxation Riquarth was sending along their bond he almost missed when T'bia spoke to him, and if Riquarth hadn't actively been calming him, M'dox was certain he would have jumped out of his own skin. The bluerider didn't seem to know who he was. That was - good, actually. It mean his efforts at staying below people's notice was working. M'dox carefully considered his response.
"I'm M'dox of Riquarth." He said, taking a short pause to mirror T'bia's introduction. "He's brown." M'dox shaped his face into a friendly smile, to make sure the other man understood he wasn't mocking him, but paralleling his words to create a sense of companionship between them. Blue and green riders generally reacted well to that approach, in his experience.
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