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!
02.Jul.21, 06:46 PM
August was hot, the edges of her hair starting to wet and stick to her face and scalp. The heat was oppressive and stifling, enough so that she'd spent as much time as she could on the cool floor of the barracks or Rhamnus' personal room. The healer was good to her, making sure she stayed hydrated and making sure that she felt much better from her poisoning. The fact that it had been several weeks since that night didn't seem to phase the man. She grinned at him with a wink as she passed by the healer station and watched with amusement as he stomped towards a young man swaying in the heat.
She would make sure that she got enough to drink while the hatching happened, couldn't be passing out from heat exhaustion before the first egg hatched now could she? How embarrassing would that be? Especially now that she'd caught sight of both Rhaedalyn and R'nya, her nerves telling her exactly what was happening. She gulped and turned to wait for the eggs to begin cracking. She reached up and grimaced as her hand shoved wet hair away from her forehead and she blew a cool breath down the front of her robes.
The heat was going to murder her.
She would make sure that she got enough to drink while the hatching happened, couldn't be passing out from heat exhaustion before the first egg hatched now could she? How embarrassing would that be? Especially now that she'd caught sight of both Rhaedalyn and R'nya, her nerves telling her exactly what was happening. She gulped and turned to wait for the eggs to begin cracking. She reached up and grimaced as her hand shoved wet hair away from her forehead and she blew a cool breath down the front of her robes.
The heat was going to murder her.
