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!
04.Jul.12, 10:08 AM
B'jin was not happy as he slipped out of his hut and over to his dragon, one hand skimming over her muzzle in greeting as warm breath was gusted over his face. Her rider's trepidation wasn't lost on the little dragon and she watched with a combination of irritation and amusement as he climbed aboard her mossy green hide and settled down. When she was sure he was ready, Larrikith winked between to reappear above R'nd's hut where Larrikith greeted Ayyonth with a low rumble. She didn't bother landing, waiting until the other pair were in the air and able to lead them to N'gelt's hut. Neither she nor B'jin had any idea where the new 'Second lived, and while she didn't mind the opportunity to be the only green amongst a group of boys, B'jin's general opinion was that he would rather roll naked through a numbweed patch. Larrikith had advised he suck it up and keep his lover company, since it would rouse a lot less questions than why he looked like a giant puss ball.
B'jin was not amused.
Alighting gently outside the hut that they had been lead to, Larrikith crooned a warm greeting to both Ilveriath and Saquith. Nuzzling Ayyonth's shoulder adoringly, Larrikith curled up primly beside the younger blue, not on top of him, but distinctly with him. Hello! Cheerful and chirpy, the little green's voice was issued to both the additional dragons, her tone tinged with amusement at her rider's expense. This evening should be fun. She glanced slyly at Ayyonth, then turned half her attention on B'jin, settling comfortably. Regardless of what the evening contained, she was almost positive putting R'nd, B'jin and I'shan into the same small building would be entertaining. She didn't know enough about N'gelt to figure what his presence would add, but she figured it would only add to her entertainment.
B'jin had slipped from Larrikith when she landed and stood with the green, fingers brushing over her hide as they waited for Ayyonth to land and R'nd to dismount. The greenrider's expression was carefully neutral as he slipped up beside R'nd, twining his arm through his friend's and standing somewhat closer than was completely necessary. A warm smile wove over his lips as he lowered his eyes demurely so as not to meet R'nd's own grey gaze; the greenrider's brown eyes were dilated with terror as he put a great deal of effort into appearing unconcerned and at ease with the idea of entering a hut for dinner with two men he'd Flown with and a violent and possessive brownrider. B'jin knew N'gelt from Telgar, though he'd been lucky enough to never have flown with him, and was hopeful that the colourist rider remembered little to nothing of him.
Nonetheless, B'jin was positive bathing in a tub of numbweed would be more pleasurable than the upcoming evening... but R'nd had been convincing with his pretty grey eyes and B'jin felt he owed the younger man some for dumping his son on him. Not that B'jin felt his hide would be worth anything if S'kef got word that he'd been at a celebratory dinner for N'gelt's promotion. Really, was there any thing positive to come of this evening? Shivering slightly and wishing the night were cooler to blame for the action, B'jin pressed closer to R'nd and let him dictate whether they'd knock or enter or... whatever.
B'jin was not amused.
Alighting gently outside the hut that they had been lead to, Larrikith crooned a warm greeting to both Ilveriath and Saquith. Nuzzling Ayyonth's shoulder adoringly, Larrikith curled up primly beside the younger blue, not on top of him, but distinctly with him. Hello! Cheerful and chirpy, the little green's voice was issued to both the additional dragons, her tone tinged with amusement at her rider's expense. This evening should be fun. She glanced slyly at Ayyonth, then turned half her attention on B'jin, settling comfortably. Regardless of what the evening contained, she was almost positive putting R'nd, B'jin and I'shan into the same small building would be entertaining. She didn't know enough about N'gelt to figure what his presence would add, but she figured it would only add to her entertainment.
B'jin had slipped from Larrikith when she landed and stood with the green, fingers brushing over her hide as they waited for Ayyonth to land and R'nd to dismount. The greenrider's expression was carefully neutral as he slipped up beside R'nd, twining his arm through his friend's and standing somewhat closer than was completely necessary. A warm smile wove over his lips as he lowered his eyes demurely so as not to meet R'nd's own grey gaze; the greenrider's brown eyes were dilated with terror as he put a great deal of effort into appearing unconcerned and at ease with the idea of entering a hut for dinner with two men he'd Flown with and a violent and possessive brownrider. B'jin knew N'gelt from Telgar, though he'd been lucky enough to never have flown with him, and was hopeful that the colourist rider remembered little to nothing of him.
Nonetheless, B'jin was positive bathing in a tub of numbweed would be more pleasurable than the upcoming evening... but R'nd had been convincing with his pretty grey eyes and B'jin felt he owed the younger man some for dumping his son on him. Not that B'jin felt his hide would be worth anything if S'kef got word that he'd been at a celebratory dinner for N'gelt's promotion. Really, was there any thing positive to come of this evening? Shivering slightly and wishing the night were cooler to blame for the action, B'jin pressed closer to R'nd and let him dictate whether they'd knock or enter or... whatever.
