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!
10.Jan.20, 08:37 PM
There was something absolutely wonderous about watching dragonets Impress. Finding their lifemates seemed to be an easy task for the first seven - a lovely bronze among them. The first brown and first of the clutch to hatch found his lifemate after a good search which Sariel applauded him for (just not aloud) and watched the two greens race off to find their own. They made really good time, too. The blue Impressed as well, though it was pretty quiet. A dignified sort, perhaps, definitely one that was careful in his choices.
She wanted to cheer for the boy who defended the third green and walked off the sands with her - even the rude gesture made her proud of him. He was going to be a fantastic rider in her estimation. If he could defend his dragon like that, she thought he'd be the kind to stand for no bullying anyone.
The next was a brown who knew exactly what he wanted and his rider didn't seem to fear his approach, either. While everyone else scattered, he held his own! Her nose itched and her eyes wanted to tear with pride. So far, that was the dominating feeling with these first few hatchlings. Sariel looked back toward the eggs once more, wondering what was in store for the rest of the clutch. It was forever fascinating to see the ways each dragon found their lifemates, some took longer than others, some knew right away. This clutch was warm, a different feeling than the last she'd been to, and the air was thick with anticipation, humming, and life - not dread.
That realisation helped her settle the shadows leftover from Thallyath's Touching and subsequent Hatching. With a soft breath out she rocked back slightly to settle her booted feet into the hot sands a little better. It might be ages before the next egg cracked or moments if those last few were anything to go by.
She wanted to cheer for the boy who defended the third green and walked off the sands with her - even the rude gesture made her proud of him. He was going to be a fantastic rider in her estimation. If he could defend his dragon like that, she thought he'd be the kind to stand for no bullying anyone.
The next was a brown who knew exactly what he wanted and his rider didn't seem to fear his approach, either. While everyone else scattered, he held his own! Her nose itched and her eyes wanted to tear with pride. So far, that was the dominating feeling with these first few hatchlings. Sariel looked back toward the eggs once more, wondering what was in store for the rest of the clutch. It was forever fascinating to see the ways each dragon found their lifemates, some took longer than others, some knew right away. This clutch was warm, a different feeling than the last she'd been to, and the air was thick with anticipation, humming, and life - not dread.
That realisation helped her settle the shadows leftover from Thallyath's Touching and subsequent Hatching. With a soft breath out she rocked back slightly to settle her booted feet into the hot sands a little better. It might be ages before the next egg cracked or moments if those last few were anything to go by.
