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.Mar.12, 09:02 AM
Nishkath couldn't help but yelp in pain and surprise as Nirinath's claw bit deep into the flesh of his head. Throbbing pain filled the dragon's consciousness leaving him dazed and practically blind to where he was flying. Nearly unconscious Nishkath began to plummet towards the plains below, his skull screaming in pain as ichor trailed off in droplets behind him. Falling, falling into darkness, Nishkath reached out...
O'wain...
Triumphantly O'wain shoved through the last few bodies between him and Tsuen. Now she would be his, a prize to behold. His victory was short lived however as his momentum was broken by an indifferent elbow to the nose from the weyr woman. Knocked senseless O'wain fell backwards and was quickly trampled back under the crowd. Struggling to regain his wits he faintly heard someone call his name before the wind was inexplicably driven out of him.
Although he didn't realise it, Nishkath was now caught in a nose dive. Still dazed the brown only just managed to force his eyes open in time to see the ground rushing to meet him. Flinging his wings open he was barely able to angle the dive, crashing onto his chest at terminal velocity before sliding across the plain a good five or six lengths. Painfully looking back at the great gouge he left in the earth the defeated dragon squeezed out one last thought to his rider before falling unconscious.
Ouch.
O'wain...
Triumphantly O'wain shoved through the last few bodies between him and Tsuen. Now she would be his, a prize to behold. His victory was short lived however as his momentum was broken by an indifferent elbow to the nose from the weyr woman. Knocked senseless O'wain fell backwards and was quickly trampled back under the crowd. Struggling to regain his wits he faintly heard someone call his name before the wind was inexplicably driven out of him.
Although he didn't realise it, Nishkath was now caught in a nose dive. Still dazed the brown only just managed to force his eyes open in time to see the ground rushing to meet him. Flinging his wings open he was barely able to angle the dive, crashing onto his chest at terminal velocity before sliding across the plain a good five or six lengths. Painfully looking back at the great gouge he left in the earth the defeated dragon squeezed out one last thought to his rider before falling unconscious.
Ouch.
