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!
05.Sep.18, 03:08 AM
T'ryn was sitting on his bed, a sheet of paper in his hand. He'd already read it, several times, but he still didn't know what to do about it.
We are going.
T'ryn rolled his eyes. His dragon had been stating that since the note came an hour ago. He knew they should go, and he wanted to as well. How cool was it that his dragon now had a clutch on the Sand that he sired? He'd never been able to see eggs this soon after clutching thanks to cranky and protective golds guarding their babies. Even in Katila, the brats knew not to mess with them and while they might try to sneak a peek from a distance, no one ever accepted the dare to get closer. So his curiosity was demanding they go.
And there was a gold!
T'ryn still found himself grinning when he thought about that. He knew his dragon was amazing and this would be another feather in his cap for all to see. He should probably share the news with M'ris and Ameris to keep them informed of clutches but then he assumed Mulrissa likely sent a letter to them already or maybe that was a Weyrleader thing and it'd be part of a daily update. He had no idea how all the little intricacies worked and never wanted to find out. Wingleader was his goal and he didn't need to reach any higher than that.
He bet Mylorah would be excited to hear about the gold egg! His sister seemed to miss some of her Candidate friends that travelled between the Weyrs and she'd likely jump at the chance to Stand in Telgar for a chance at a dragon and to see friends again. It wouldn't be as hot as Ista and she'd probably whine about that but the perks would win her over anyway.
Of course. Who wouldn't want one of my babies? Now stop ignoring me or I will go without you.
T'ryn sighed as he heard Syrendryth stretching and moving out to his ledge. He didn't doubt that his dragon would go without him and wouldn't that just add to what would already be awkard times?
He was already bathed and dressed so it didn't take long for him to toss on his boots and prepare Syrendryth for the quick trip. He supposed he should visit his dad while there as well. That was another visit he was going to have to mentally prepare for as he envisioned B'jin dancing around the living room, excited at the news.
By the time they landed in Telgar, T'ryn was back to being torn between slightly nervous and excited. He really was proud of his dragon and couldn't wait to see the eggs but he hadn't really seen Mulrissa since the Flight and didn't know how to act around her. Didn't help that thinking about their time together brought up other bad memories that led to even more bad memories that led to him hiding from the world as much as he could. Mylorah said he was doing better at socializing again but he still felt people were judging him for a variety of reasons.
Syrendryth entered the Sands before him since the dragon had more enthusiasm than he did and T'ryn watched from the entrance the way the great bronze slowed as he approached Bedith and the eggs. He gave a dip of his head to the gold in greeting before extending his neck out to examine the eggs. He seemed afraid he might step on them with the way he stayed so far back and T'ryn bit back a laugh as he finally made his own approach.
"Morning, ladies. How are you both doing?" He stopped beside his dragon and placed a hand on his hind leg. Maybe he was a bit afraid to get any closer as well. He still had the fear from being a curious brat ingrained in him and while they had been invited to visit, that didn't mean they could dance right on up and do what they wanted.
T'ryn rolled his eyes. His dragon had been stating that since the note came an hour ago. He knew they should go, and he wanted to as well. How cool was it that his dragon now had a clutch on the Sand that he sired? He'd never been able to see eggs this soon after clutching thanks to cranky and protective golds guarding their babies. Even in Katila, the brats knew not to mess with them and while they might try to sneak a peek from a distance, no one ever accepted the dare to get closer. So his curiosity was demanding they go.
And there was a gold!
T'ryn still found himself grinning when he thought about that. He knew his dragon was amazing and this would be another feather in his cap for all to see. He should probably share the news with M'ris and Ameris to keep them informed of clutches but then he assumed Mulrissa likely sent a letter to them already or maybe that was a Weyrleader thing and it'd be part of a daily update. He had no idea how all the little intricacies worked and never wanted to find out. Wingleader was his goal and he didn't need to reach any higher than that.
He bet Mylorah would be excited to hear about the gold egg! His sister seemed to miss some of her Candidate friends that travelled between the Weyrs and she'd likely jump at the chance to Stand in Telgar for a chance at a dragon and to see friends again. It wouldn't be as hot as Ista and she'd probably whine about that but the perks would win her over anyway.
T'ryn sighed as he heard Syrendryth stretching and moving out to his ledge. He didn't doubt that his dragon would go without him and wouldn't that just add to what would already be awkard times?
He was already bathed and dressed so it didn't take long for him to toss on his boots and prepare Syrendryth for the quick trip. He supposed he should visit his dad while there as well. That was another visit he was going to have to mentally prepare for as he envisioned B'jin dancing around the living room, excited at the news.
By the time they landed in Telgar, T'ryn was back to being torn between slightly nervous and excited. He really was proud of his dragon and couldn't wait to see the eggs but he hadn't really seen Mulrissa since the Flight and didn't know how to act around her. Didn't help that thinking about their time together brought up other bad memories that led to even more bad memories that led to him hiding from the world as much as he could. Mylorah said he was doing better at socializing again but he still felt people were judging him for a variety of reasons.
Syrendryth entered the Sands before him since the dragon had more enthusiasm than he did and T'ryn watched from the entrance the way the great bronze slowed as he approached Bedith and the eggs. He gave a dip of his head to the gold in greeting before extending his neck out to examine the eggs. He seemed afraid he might step on them with the way he stayed so far back and T'ryn bit back a laugh as he finally made his own approach.
"Morning, ladies. How are you both doing?" He stopped beside his dragon and placed a hand on his hind leg. Maybe he was a bit afraid to get any closer as well. He still had the fear from being a curious brat ingrained in him and while they had been invited to visit, that didn't mean they could dance right on up and do what they wanted.
