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!
25.May.13, 04:04 PM
M'din nodded, squinting his eyes, as K'ton discussed his relationship. He sagely replied, "Nothing's wrong with being a bachelor, young man. Nothing at all, so long as it makes you happy." He rested his interlaced fingers on his stomach, thumbs tapping to some unheard rhythm. If M'din enjoyed spending time with younger riders, it was predominately to impart his wise advice. Being a father had given him a sense of vast knowledge about life skills and experiences, and no mocking from Armath could knock it out of him. Luckily for M'din, his children avidly listened to his recommendations and took to heart his warnings when it came to love and life. They knew their father was a good man, if a bit clumsy and slow, and had all come to respect him for his kindhearted actions.
Out in the lake, M'din watched as the dragons dove beneath the surface, whistling lowly when Ironth burst to the sky in a panic. He heard Ironth call to his fellow brown fearfully, and M'din turned to K'ton with a conspiratorial grin, "Did you scare that poor boy?" K'ton laughed aloud before shouting to his dragon. M'din guffawed with him, ignoring the soreness that spread across his cheeks.
In the dark water, Armath could barely make out Ironth's form as he bolted away from the plants, but he certainly heard his cry of alarm.There's no way they eat dragons! They're plants! he shouted to the frightened brown. Popping his head out of the water, he continued, Your rider just wanted to trick you, Ironth. Turning to see the brownriders laughing on the beach, Armath's inner troublemaker whipped up a plan.
A blue eye circled over to Ironth. Voice lined with amusement, he said,I say we trick them back. If dragons can breathe fire, I'm willing to bet we can breathe water too, if you know what I mean. Scooping up a mouthful of freshwater, Armath took to the sky with a meaningful glance to the sandy shore. He hoped Ironth figured out his intent, but did not turn to see if the other brown followed him. Sweeping low to the ground, Armath mentally shouted down, Hey, Riddle King! I hear it's about to rain! Before M'din could scramble away, Armath opened his jaw emphatically, dousing his rider with buckets of lake water before spiraling upwards with a trumpet, droplets still falling from his mouth.
Out in the lake, M'din watched as the dragons dove beneath the surface, whistling lowly when Ironth burst to the sky in a panic. He heard Ironth call to his fellow brown fearfully, and M'din turned to K'ton with a conspiratorial grin, "Did you scare that poor boy?" K'ton laughed aloud before shouting to his dragon. M'din guffawed with him, ignoring the soreness that spread across his cheeks.
In the dark water, Armath could barely make out Ironth's form as he bolted away from the plants, but he certainly heard his cry of alarm.
A blue eye circled over to Ironth. Voice lined with amusement, he said,
