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!
02.Apr.12, 06:06 AM
There was something to be said for doing things you knew you weren't supposed to, Larrikith mused, as she walked calmly between the buildings surrounding the Gather Square, her wings tucked tightly alongside her spine. With B'jin preoccupied with getting his stitches removed, Larrikth had decided to entertain herself by spying on the babies, something she was quite aware she wasn't meant to do - partly because B'jin had told her to leave them alone, and partly because she would be a 'disruptive influence' during lessons. Neither of which did anything to stop the saucy minx, and everything to encourage her. Her eyes were bright, the colours swirling lazily with amusement and general placid joy as she stopped on the outskirts of their little gathering. The human halves looked preoccupied with lessons of some type, and more than a few appeared to be bored out of their brains. She snorted with amusement as G'rem stalked through their ranks, whacking them with his stick apparently at random.
Lacking the long term memory skills of a human, Larrikith couldn't recall her own Weyrlinghood without poking around in B'jin's mind. That, however, was not something she was willing to do at the moment, since she knew he'd immediately realise what she was up to and call her back. Sitting outside the healer hall or being told to go hunt was not her idea of an entertaining morning. Besides, she wasn't hungry. Instead, the little green dragon (would would be lucky to outsize the Hatchlings for another three months or so) sat herself down in the shade of a building and watched with interest. Compared to their blatantly bored human counterparts, the Hatchlings appeared to either be sleeping or enjoying themselves. Casting a glance towards Remenath, Larrikith lowered herself primly to lie down, and extended her voice towards those that most quirked her curiosity.
Oi! Brats! Her voice was inviting, devious, and distinctly feminine. She seemed highly amused though the speed of the warm colours shifting through them was not that fast, indicating her generally relaxed air. There are far more interesting ways to spend your day, than listening to that old fool babble. Never mind the fact that both dragon and rider were barely older than she and hers. That was, and always would be, irrelevant. Regardless of the fact that she was unwilling to dig up B'jin's memories of their fresh bond, she did know that Weyrlinghood was incredibly boring whenever anything relating to 'lessons' was involved. Or that could just be life in general, Larrikith amended thoughtfully.
Lacking the long term memory skills of a human, Larrikith couldn't recall her own Weyrlinghood without poking around in B'jin's mind. That, however, was not something she was willing to do at the moment, since she knew he'd immediately realise what she was up to and call her back. Sitting outside the healer hall or being told to go hunt was not her idea of an entertaining morning. Besides, she wasn't hungry. Instead, the little green dragon (would would be lucky to outsize the Hatchlings for another three months or so) sat herself down in the shade of a building and watched with interest. Compared to their blatantly bored human counterparts, the Hatchlings appeared to either be sleeping or enjoying themselves. Casting a glance towards Remenath, Larrikith lowered herself primly to lie down, and extended her voice towards those that most quirked her curiosity.
Oi! Brats! Her voice was inviting, devious, and distinctly feminine. She seemed highly amused though the speed of the warm colours shifting through them was not that fast, indicating her generally relaxed air. There are far more interesting ways to spend your day, than listening to that old fool babble. Never mind the fact that both dragon and rider were barely older than she and hers. That was, and always would be, irrelevant. Regardless of the fact that she was unwilling to dig up B'jin's memories of their fresh bond, she did know that Weyrlinghood was incredibly boring whenever anything relating to 'lessons' was involved. Or that could just be life in general, Larrikith amended thoughtfully.
