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!
19.Sep.13, 03:32 AM
After a while, she had seen the wing rise up in the air, and the practice had begun. She had noticed how they moved so carefully, each dragon knowing what its role was and where to be. They seemed to be a fairly well-rehearsed group, all moving just so as they went through exercise after exercise. As she watched, it was fairly easy to pick the man she'd been hoping to see out of the group. His dragon was a beautiful shade of blue, and the way he moved in the air seemed to be full of grace and ease. She couldn't help but sigh as she watched them, eyes alertly following their every move.
However, it seemed that before too long, the wing was back on the ground. Frowning, she carefully scooted over to see what was going on. The dragons seemed to be getting themselves all worked up about something; most of the riders were grouped around one of their own, someone who'd come from a green. As she watched, they fussed over the rider for a while, the general air of the group feeling very panicked and excited. Eventually, the man and his blue dragon wandered apart.
Her chest tightening slightly in excitement, she turned away from the pair, her eyes returning to look at the sky again. She was so worried about seeming to desperate or over exuberant, like people her age tended to be. So instead, she leaned back, pulling out one of the buns from this morning. It was no longer warm and melting like it had been when baked this morning, but the heat of the day and being wrapped up in her pack still made it satisfying. She slowly tore a chunk of the bun free, being extra careful not to get anything on her clothing.
It didn't take long before they came by, and Casa was pleased to see they were close. She wouldn't have to approach them, as it appeared his gorgeous blue dragon had taken interest in her. She watched avidly as he crept closer, seeming to be very cautious but curious about something. Smiling gently, she sat up slowly, not wanting to scare him away. For behind him, the person she'd been waiting appeared, a cheerful smile on his face. She felt dizzy for a moment, but offered him a bright smile in return to his. As he started to talk, the blue dragon crept a little closer, his eyes trained on her just so.
"C-cinnamon buns?" She cleared her throat, blinking for a moment. "Oh! Yes, it's what I packed for lunch." She blinked again, trying to sound more confident, more at ease. "If he's interested, he's welcome to it." She held out the roll in her hand, the majority of it still intact. Holding perfectly still, she waited for him to either take it or for him to turn away. Offering a casual smile to the man himself, she nodded to the bag. "There are more if you are interested as well...I'm Casa." Her heart thudded for a second, but she continued to smile at him, trying not to feel like a complete idiot.
However, it seemed that before too long, the wing was back on the ground. Frowning, she carefully scooted over to see what was going on. The dragons seemed to be getting themselves all worked up about something; most of the riders were grouped around one of their own, someone who'd come from a green. As she watched, they fussed over the rider for a while, the general air of the group feeling very panicked and excited. Eventually, the man and his blue dragon wandered apart.
Her chest tightening slightly in excitement, she turned away from the pair, her eyes returning to look at the sky again. She was so worried about seeming to desperate or over exuberant, like people her age tended to be. So instead, she leaned back, pulling out one of the buns from this morning. It was no longer warm and melting like it had been when baked this morning, but the heat of the day and being wrapped up in her pack still made it satisfying. She slowly tore a chunk of the bun free, being extra careful not to get anything on her clothing.
It didn't take long before they came by, and Casa was pleased to see they were close. She wouldn't have to approach them, as it appeared his gorgeous blue dragon had taken interest in her. She watched avidly as he crept closer, seeming to be very cautious but curious about something. Smiling gently, she sat up slowly, not wanting to scare him away. For behind him, the person she'd been waiting appeared, a cheerful smile on his face. She felt dizzy for a moment, but offered him a bright smile in return to his. As he started to talk, the blue dragon crept a little closer, his eyes trained on her just so.
"C-cinnamon buns?" She cleared her throat, blinking for a moment. "Oh! Yes, it's what I packed for lunch." She blinked again, trying to sound more confident, more at ease. "If he's interested, he's welcome to it." She held out the roll in her hand, the majority of it still intact. Holding perfectly still, she waited for him to either take it or for him to turn away. Offering a casual smile to the man himself, she nodded to the bag. "There are more if you are interested as well...I'm Casa." Her heart thudded for a second, but she continued to smile at him, trying not to feel like a complete idiot.
