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!
20.Jun.18, 01:20 PM
Madiquel lifted her sad face to peer up at her Papa as he spoke softly, her eyebrows drawing together as he spoke his dragon’s name. Her concern immediately shifted from her own nightmare and her own heartbreak, to the fear that her Papa would fall over the edge of sanity and she’d have to help him find his way back. Usually when he spoke his dragon’s name, it was in the desperate and lost way that terrified her.
“Papa?” She asked softly, afraid of interrupting him, but afraid not to. She reached up, touching gently his cheek where tears were trailing. She wriggled, sitting up straighter and wrapped her arms around Jajojin’s neck, hugging him tightly and kissing her Papa on the cheek. She couldn’t understand the pain he went through, losing his dragon, since she’d never had one nor lost it – but she could see how much it hurt him, and she appreciated so much that he’d stayed with her. Madiquel didn’t know what she’d do, or where she’d go, if her Papa left her.
Leaving her arms looped around her Papa’s neck, Madiquel leaned back and frowned at him seriously. “Do you really think so?” She asked. She wanted to believe him, but she was still worried, her nightmare nipping at her heels despite her falling into caretaker-mode.
“Papa?” She asked softly, afraid of interrupting him, but afraid not to. She reached up, touching gently his cheek where tears were trailing. She wriggled, sitting up straighter and wrapped her arms around Jajojin’s neck, hugging him tightly and kissing her Papa on the cheek. She couldn’t understand the pain he went through, losing his dragon, since she’d never had one nor lost it – but she could see how much it hurt him, and she appreciated so much that he’d stayed with her. Madiquel didn’t know what she’d do, or where she’d go, if her Papa left her.
Leaving her arms looped around her Papa’s neck, Madiquel leaned back and frowned at him seriously. “Do you really think so?” She asked. She wanted to believe him, but she was still worried, her nightmare nipping at her heels despite her falling into caretaker-mode.
