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!
17.Jan.19, 02:06 AM
Nerreh swore quietly as she tripped for the fifth time on the walk across the Weyr bowl. Stupid. Should watch where she was going, but Faxx was insisting on showing off her flying. Again. Silly dragon had decided flying was the best thing ever and was spending every second they weren’t required to be doing something else in the sky. And making her dear, darling rider watch every little midair twirl and roll and dive and whatever else. Which meant it took an extra, like, twenty minutes to cross the bowl because Nerreh kept falling over when she tried to walk and appease her dragon’s demands for attention at the same time.
You’re just jealous you can’t fly, Faxxonth said smugly, executing a smooth roll before flaring her wings and pulling up short to practically pose in the air.
“You’re just vain and compensating for the fact that you can barely walk,” Nerreh grumbled, kicking a rock out of her path so she wouldn’t trip on it or something. She was, despite her griping, very proud of Faxx’s flying — little girl could practically out-fly all the other weyrlings. Definitely all the other greens, every blue, and pretty much every brown, and Nerreh still thought — and Faxxonth agreed — that Faxx was better than all the browns and the bronzes too, but someone else might argue with them about it. Some bullshit about stamina, probably, which Nerreh thought was a dumb argument. Didn’t matter if you could fly for six hours if it was only in a straight line. Bronzes and browns just didn’t like to admit a green was better than them at anything. Faxx showed how much she agreed with another showy twirl. The dragon was about to speak — probably something snide about brown dragon intelligence — when Faxxonth was distracted by a dragon appearing from between not too far away.
Faxx squeaked in surprise, and Nerreh jumped a little bit on the ground below, startled along with her dragon. She squinted up against the sun to try to identify the dragon, but Faxx beat her to it.
Edath and his rider, she chirped, beating her wings to bring herself closer to the blue pair. Faxx liked them well enough — R’dal was Nerreh’s friend, and Edath was alright. Friends were always good. And maybe Edath would compliment her flying! She quickly got up to their friends, excitedly darting around them and being overall an enormous hindrance to Edath getting anywhere.
Hi, Faxxonth said, getting as close to Edath’s face as she dared, your rider should hang out with mine, cause they’re friends, and we just finished chores and hadn’t decided what to do next. Your timing is excellent. Wait, you aren't supposed to be doing something, are you? she asked curiously, considering them. Well, if you were, you aren’t anymore. C’mon! And with a final circle around Edath, Faxx dove towards the ground and Nerreh, assuming the blue would follow. Nerreh was great, so of course R’dal would want to hang out with him. She landed neatly a few lengths from her rider, and immediately stumbled as she took a step closer to Nerreh. Nerreh snorted in amusement, figuring R'dal and Edath would join them soon enough.
You’re just jealous you can’t fly, Faxxonth said smugly, executing a smooth roll before flaring her wings and pulling up short to practically pose in the air.
“You’re just vain and compensating for the fact that you can barely walk,” Nerreh grumbled, kicking a rock out of her path so she wouldn’t trip on it or something. She was, despite her griping, very proud of Faxx’s flying — little girl could practically out-fly all the other weyrlings. Definitely all the other greens, every blue, and pretty much every brown, and Nerreh still thought — and Faxxonth agreed — that Faxx was better than all the browns and the bronzes too, but someone else might argue with them about it. Some bullshit about stamina, probably, which Nerreh thought was a dumb argument. Didn’t matter if you could fly for six hours if it was only in a straight line. Bronzes and browns just didn’t like to admit a green was better than them at anything. Faxx showed how much she agreed with another showy twirl. The dragon was about to speak — probably something snide about brown dragon intelligence — when Faxxonth was distracted by a dragon appearing from between not too far away.
Faxx squeaked in surprise, and Nerreh jumped a little bit on the ground below, startled along with her dragon. She squinted up against the sun to try to identify the dragon, but Faxx beat her to it.
Edath and his rider, she chirped, beating her wings to bring herself closer to the blue pair. Faxx liked them well enough — R’dal was Nerreh’s friend, and Edath was alright. Friends were always good. And maybe Edath would compliment her flying! She quickly got up to their friends, excitedly darting around them and being overall an enormous hindrance to Edath getting anywhere.
Hi, Faxxonth said, getting as close to Edath’s face as she dared, your rider should hang out with mine, cause they’re friends, and we just finished chores and hadn’t decided what to do next. Your timing is excellent. Wait, you aren't supposed to be doing something, are you? she asked curiously, considering them. Well, if you were, you aren’t anymore. C’mon! And with a final circle around Edath, Faxx dove towards the ground and Nerreh, assuming the blue would follow. Nerreh was great, so of course R’dal would want to hang out with him. She landed neatly a few lengths from her rider, and immediately stumbled as she took a step closer to Nerreh. Nerreh snorted in amusement, figuring R'dal and Edath would join them soon enough.
