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!
24.Feb.21, 09:36 PM
"Pfft, I'm not a hero. And I'll try to make a hat. I make a lot of things but I don't finish them all the time... but I'll try! I'll just need your favorite color and you don't have to do anything for me, you're a friend. I just like to do things sometimes." That and if Landen did give him something he'd feel horrible if he never actually finished knitting a hat. Zoremet didn't mention that part aloud though.
The appearance of the blue firelizard made Zoremet laugh, especially as Pit gave him a curious poke with her nose before retreating back and down into Zory's sweater with only her head peaking out. "And wherever is fine. I'm not the best at picking places to go. The barracks sounds fine though. But if you have a better place in mind we should go there instead. I'm the one who ran into you and hurt your arm more, so you should have preference."
Zoremet was definitely not the best at making these sorts of decisions, usually just wandering until his feet decided for him or until someone else picked. He could at least pick a sandwich though, grabbing the lightest one he saw with the most veggies on it and a mug of hot coco. He blinked for a moment and looked up at Landen. "Uh... should I carry something for you? Maybe we should just eat here instead because of your arm..."
The appearance of the blue firelizard made Zoremet laugh, especially as Pit gave him a curious poke with her nose before retreating back and down into Zory's sweater with only her head peaking out. "And wherever is fine. I'm not the best at picking places to go. The barracks sounds fine though. But if you have a better place in mind we should go there instead. I'm the one who ran into you and hurt your arm more, so you should have preference."
Zoremet was definitely not the best at making these sorts of decisions, usually just wandering until his feet decided for him or until someone else picked. He could at least pick a sandwich though, grabbing the lightest one he saw with the most veggies on it and a mug of hot coco. He blinked for a moment and looked up at Landen. "Uh... should I carry something for you? Maybe we should just eat here instead because of your arm..."
