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!
12.Jun.13, 12:10 PM
He watched the other man scrubbing at the green shoulder of his dragon from his position in the sand. Lith was happily splashing away in the water - getting nice and wet to make sure the soap sand suds just right or so she said not that she needed the sand but she did so enjoy it - and most likely wouldn't notice if her rider was helping another with his dragon. Not that she would mind much anyway, Lith shared well. [lith]I don't mind if you help Caxith's rider oil her. That way he can help you too,[/lith] she chimed at him. With a sigh he scrambled up, "Sure I'll help. Princess over there doesn't mind so much. Besides she's having entirely to much fun to notice anyway."
Taking up a brush B'sen went to the opposite shoulder before turning to soak the brush with oil. He set the brush to her shoulder and with firm strokes began to spread the oil evenly against the green hide before him. Oiling another dragon was odd for B'sen. He generally only oiled Lith and it had been much the same since their weyrlinghood, he'd never felt the need to help another before.
[lith]B'sen only pretends that oiling and scrubbing take up too much of his time. But he enjoys it, I can tell[/lith] she told Caxith's from where she splashed in the water, [lith]If he doesn't start talking to T'rielle about he problems maybe I'll tell you,[/lith] Lith still couldn't understand why B'sen was having such a hard time with his most recent breakup. The man had not been exactly nice. Had been cruel at times and made B'sen cry at night. If she could have, Lith would've made a meal of him on most occasions.
"She doesn't mean well," he snorted, "She's a regular pain in my ass." Lith was like an oversized mother. Always twittering and trying to feed him and make him feel better. She did mean well but B'sen was always a touch disgruntled when she decided to play mother. A chitter from overhead signaled the approach of his newest addition and even more mothering problem, Bounce fluttered about his head before scolding him loudly and gliding over to Lith. The small green firelizard was a regular harridan and loved nothing more than to scold him whenever possible. He chuckled at her as he asked T'rielle, "You have one?"
Taking up a brush B'sen went to the opposite shoulder before turning to soak the brush with oil. He set the brush to her shoulder and with firm strokes began to spread the oil evenly against the green hide before him. Oiling another dragon was odd for B'sen. He generally only oiled Lith and it had been much the same since their weyrlinghood, he'd never felt the need to help another before.
[lith]B'sen only pretends that oiling and scrubbing take up too much of his time. But he enjoys it, I can tell[/lith] she told Caxith's from where she splashed in the water, [lith]If he doesn't start talking to T'rielle about he problems maybe I'll tell you,[/lith] Lith still couldn't understand why B'sen was having such a hard time with his most recent breakup. The man had not been exactly nice. Had been cruel at times and made B'sen cry at night. If she could have, Lith would've made a meal of him on most occasions.
"She doesn't mean well," he snorted, "She's a regular pain in my ass." Lith was like an oversized mother. Always twittering and trying to feed him and make him feel better. She did mean well but B'sen was always a touch disgruntled when she decided to play mother. A chitter from overhead signaled the approach of his newest addition and even more mothering problem, Bounce fluttered about his head before scolding him loudly and gliding over to Lith. The small green firelizard was a regular harridan and loved nothing more than to scold him whenever possible. He chuckled at her as he asked T'rielle, "You have one?"
Lith never speaks to another human but her rider
