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!
28.Jan.20, 06:09 AM
Normally, A'tay would have already been fast asleep given the hour but something kept niggling him in the back of the mind to the point that he got up and dressed. He was superstitious enough to believe that there had to be a reason for him not being able to sleep and he was worried it was something bad. Maybe it would have to do with the weaker weyrlings despite them looking stronger and healthier with each passing month.
Since Madiquel was a part of that group, A'tay found himself in the Lower Bowl with Xyxyth, quietly walking side by side in the direction of the weyrlings' barrack. He just wanted to double check there wasn't any major commotion to help sooth his fears before going back to bed. We don't have to go much further. Madiquel and Zezeth approach.
A'tay frowned at the approaching figure he could only barely make out the shape of. That's not Madiquel. They aren't allowed to ride their dragons yet. And Madiquel certainly wasn't the sort to break such a rule when it came to the health and safety of her dragon. But when the figure came closer and a familiar voice greeted him, A'tay found himself wrong and gawked. Told you.
"Madiquel!" A'tay gasped and struggled to find words, any words really. She was clearly out after curfew and was riding her dragon when she wasn't supposed to. This wasn't the friend he knew! Sure, they had gotten into mischief when they were younger and that meant breaking or bending some rules but this just felt different.
And then he remembered the feeling he had and suddenly A'tay found some words again. "Is everything okay?"
Since Madiquel was a part of that group, A'tay found himself in the Lower Bowl with Xyxyth, quietly walking side by side in the direction of the weyrlings' barrack. He just wanted to double check there wasn't any major commotion to help sooth his fears before going back to bed. We don't have to go much further. Madiquel and Zezeth approach.
A'tay frowned at the approaching figure he could only barely make out the shape of. That's not Madiquel. They aren't allowed to ride their dragons yet. And Madiquel certainly wasn't the sort to break such a rule when it came to the health and safety of her dragon. But when the figure came closer and a familiar voice greeted him, A'tay found himself wrong and gawked. Told you.
"Madiquel!" A'tay gasped and struggled to find words, any words really. She was clearly out after curfew and was riding her dragon when she wasn't supposed to. This wasn't the friend he knew! Sure, they had gotten into mischief when they were younger and that meant breaking or bending some rules but this just felt different.
And then he remembered the feeling he had and suddenly A'tay found some words again. "Is everything okay?"
