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!
01.Jan.21, 05:54 PM
“I’m glad you like it,” T’ryn was relieved. He had only given himself two days to find the perfect ring and once the idea struck him, finding the right colour for his purpose was tricky. But if Cazan didn’t like it, he’d spend the next six months hunting down the gem she wanted and getting something made and was prepared to state the ring she now wore was a placeholder for something better. No doubt Yfris would give her something flashier to appease their families but T’ryn had no desire to try to one-up the lordling. He wanted something special.
“You don’t have to get me anything. You don’t need to either, before you try that next,” T’ryn kissed Cazan’s forehead, finding her fussing about the gift exchange adorable. “You agreed to have me as your mate and you’re moving to Telgar so my silly dragon can stay with his own mate. I don’t need or want anything else.” He really didn’t but also knew Cazan would still make him something the next chance she got. T’ryn also figured that didn’t help him with stopping the being wonderful thing she believed about him.
Notmate? Syrendryth gave a long suffering sigh. Given the names Malvayth used for other people and dragons, he supposed that wasn’t one of the worst and he could tolerate it.I am, he agreed, when he decided he was happy for the pair. T’ryn had been in a better mental place since meeting Cazan and there was genuine love between them. He’d taken his time watching the goldrider and while she had some flaws, she did seem worthy of T’ryn’s love.
Congratulations… Cazan. Syrendryth reached out to briefly brush against Cazan’s mind, speaking to her for the first time. He didn’t linger, leaving his brief but genuine message and retreating again. He didn’t stir from where he still laid blocking the light breeze and didn’t look in her direction. The few humans he’d spoken to over the years and even some dragons often struggled to figure out who spoke and it amused him to leave them guessing. Cazan was clever, though, and she’d know quickly. He’d be disappointed in her if not.
“You don’t have to get me anything. You don’t need to either, before you try that next,” T’ryn kissed Cazan’s forehead, finding her fussing about the gift exchange adorable. “You agreed to have me as your mate and you’re moving to Telgar so my silly dragon can stay with his own mate. I don’t need or want anything else.” He really didn’t but also knew Cazan would still make him something the next chance she got. T’ryn also figured that didn’t help him with stopping the being wonderful thing she believed about him.
Notmate? Syrendryth gave a long suffering sigh. Given the names Malvayth used for other people and dragons, he supposed that wasn’t one of the worst and he could tolerate it.
