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!
06.Aug.13, 12:59 AM
Morith's blue eyes regarded Arddra thoughtfully. The bronze was, for a split second, soaring high with her on the gorgeous golden beauty of her dreams. It was unfortunate, having to wake her from such a comforting dream, and as the gold morphed to bronze he watched her eyes flutter open with a pang of regret.
She dreams of gold, the bronze informed his rider softly, getting it over with. Better sooner than later. He should know, and Morith would not keep it from him, no matter that it might mean the end of this burgeoning friendship for the both of them.
V'riy, leaning against his dragon, regarded Arddra silently as she opened her eyes and touched his dragon's nose. It matters not, he responded to the bronze, surprising the both of them. This isn't about me, it's about helping her… adjust.
He smiled kindly at the girl as she stated the obvious. Unfortunately, she still felt nervous around him, and he watched as her expression changed to one of discomfort upon registering his presence. Briefly the thought crossed his mind that maybe he was some kind of masochist, to keep subjecting himself to it. Morith rumbled at him with amusement, butting his large head against his rider affectionately.
V'riy nodded briefly at her as she explained what had happened. "Really, it's fine," he reassured her, warmth filling his voice. "Morith tells me that you tended to his wallow as well. He's very appreciative.... we're very appreciative."
The bronzerider gestured at the sky, indicating the time. "It's about time for supper. Would you care for some stew?" He tilted his head to the side, awaiting her response.
V'riy, leaning against his dragon, regarded Arddra silently as she opened her eyes and touched his dragon's nose. It matters not, he responded to the bronze, surprising the both of them. This isn't about me, it's about helping her… adjust.
He smiled kindly at the girl as she stated the obvious. Unfortunately, she still felt nervous around him, and he watched as her expression changed to one of discomfort upon registering his presence. Briefly the thought crossed his mind that maybe he was some kind of masochist, to keep subjecting himself to it. Morith rumbled at him with amusement, butting his large head against his rider affectionately.
V'riy nodded briefly at her as she explained what had happened. "Really, it's fine," he reassured her, warmth filling his voice. "Morith tells me that you tended to his wallow as well. He's very appreciative.... we're very appreciative."
The bronzerider gestured at the sky, indicating the time. "It's about time for supper. Would you care for some stew?" He tilted his head to the side, awaiting her response.
