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.Aug.12, 10:45 AM
Larrikith preened happily in the late summer sunshine, watching with amusement as B'jin roused lazily once more to consciousness. The little green dragon had coerced her rider into spending the day down at the lake side, just the two of them and 'just because'. It wasn't often that the green got to keep her human to herself for a few hours, and she'd greatly enjoyed the lazy flight down and the companionable chatter they had shared.
They had spoken of everything and nothing all at once. Larrikith knew it was a game they played occasionally, where B'jin would open up to her and let her know bits and pieces about him that he usually kept locked away. She knew she forgot about it before the week was out, but she didn't mind. She also knew it was strange for a dragon not to know their rider as thoroughly as they knew themselves, but the green didn't care about that, either. Her bond with her chosen human was as it should be and as it always had been. They had their ups and their downs but under it all, and often buried under the hurt and fury of their latest fight, Larrikith loved B'jin, and she knew, in the deepest recess of his heart, B'jin loved her too.
Wake up, love.
"m'awke," B'jin slurred, batting the dragon's nose away as she nudged his side playfully, laughing cheekily at his slurred attempt to speak. Breathing a warm gust of breath across her lazy rider's face, Larrikith vanished between with a little giggle that did a far more effective job of waking up B'jin than her nuzzling nose was ever likely to do. Brown eyes wide, B'jin scrambled to his feet, kicking his shirt (which he'd rolled up to use as a pillow) across the sand as he pitched across the beach six steps: and just in time. Larrikith reappeared from between, opening her maw over the spot where B'jin had been and dumped a mouthful of cool lake water.
"Missed me!" B'jin crowed, very much awake now, and darted across the beach, giving Larrikith's tail a tug as he passed, ducking to tumble through the sand when she came gliding after him, then scrabbling to stand and pelt in the opposite direction, sand clinging to his bare knees.
Cheat! Larrikith squealed, spinning on a wingtip and shooting after her rider with playful abandon, barely high enough over the ground to miss brushing sand and wingtip together on the down-strokes. B'jin gave a wicked laugh, skidding to a stop and dropping into a crouch as Larrikith shot over head again. He raised a hand, poking her solidly in the stomach as she went and making the little dragon squeal.
B'jin gave a crow of success and once more sprung to his feet, fleeing up the other end of the beach as Larrikith adjusted her posture to spin around, eyes bright and alive, to chase after her rider, who was attempting to laugh and breathe all at once, and almost managing to get both done. Trilling with sheer delight, Larrikith gave B'jin a nudge with her nose, even as she twisted around in the air, sending the man sprawling and watching as he curled into a ball to control his fall, tumbling through the sand and then sprang to his feet, tossing his head so sand went flying while it clung to bare skin and fell in sprinkles from the shorts he was wearing.
Laughing, Larrikith reached out, scooping B'jin up - and giggling wickedly as his own laughter turned to breathy demands to be put down - and angled toward the water. You need a bath! The green's voice was sugar and spice as she dipped a wingtip into the water, while B'jin twisted in her grip to suddenly monkey up her side and around onto her neck, causing Larrikith to give a trilling sound of laughter. Cheeky shit!
They had spoken of everything and nothing all at once. Larrikith knew it was a game they played occasionally, where B'jin would open up to her and let her know bits and pieces about him that he usually kept locked away. She knew she forgot about it before the week was out, but she didn't mind. She also knew it was strange for a dragon not to know their rider as thoroughly as they knew themselves, but the green didn't care about that, either. Her bond with her chosen human was as it should be and as it always had been. They had their ups and their downs but under it all, and often buried under the hurt and fury of their latest fight, Larrikith loved B'jin, and she knew, in the deepest recess of his heart, B'jin loved her too.
Wake up, love.
"m'awke," B'jin slurred, batting the dragon's nose away as she nudged his side playfully, laughing cheekily at his slurred attempt to speak. Breathing a warm gust of breath across her lazy rider's face, Larrikith vanished between with a little giggle that did a far more effective job of waking up B'jin than her nuzzling nose was ever likely to do. Brown eyes wide, B'jin scrambled to his feet, kicking his shirt (which he'd rolled up to use as a pillow) across the sand as he pitched across the beach six steps: and just in time. Larrikith reappeared from between, opening her maw over the spot where B'jin had been and dumped a mouthful of cool lake water.
"Missed me!" B'jin crowed, very much awake now, and darted across the beach, giving Larrikith's tail a tug as he passed, ducking to tumble through the sand when she came gliding after him, then scrabbling to stand and pelt in the opposite direction, sand clinging to his bare knees.
Cheat! Larrikith squealed, spinning on a wingtip and shooting after her rider with playful abandon, barely high enough over the ground to miss brushing sand and wingtip together on the down-strokes. B'jin gave a wicked laugh, skidding to a stop and dropping into a crouch as Larrikith shot over head again. He raised a hand, poking her solidly in the stomach as she went and making the little dragon squeal.
B'jin gave a crow of success and once more sprung to his feet, fleeing up the other end of the beach as Larrikith adjusted her posture to spin around, eyes bright and alive, to chase after her rider, who was attempting to laugh and breathe all at once, and almost managing to get both done. Trilling with sheer delight, Larrikith gave B'jin a nudge with her nose, even as she twisted around in the air, sending the man sprawling and watching as he curled into a ball to control his fall, tumbling through the sand and then sprang to his feet, tossing his head so sand went flying while it clung to bare skin and fell in sprinkles from the shorts he was wearing.
Laughing, Larrikith reached out, scooping B'jin up - and giggling wickedly as his own laughter turned to breathy demands to be put down - and angled toward the water. You need a bath! The green's voice was sugar and spice as she dipped a wingtip into the water, while B'jin twisted in her grip to suddenly monkey up her side and around onto her neck, causing Larrikith to give a trilling sound of laughter. Cheeky shit!
