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!
08.Oct.13, 07:16 PM
Z'ia seemed to not notice the stutter, for which Casa was eternally grateful. Nothing would have made her feel more inadequate then a mirthful, snide comment made over her nervousness. Luckily, Z'ia was too busy teasing his dragon, his eyes wandering from the offered sweet to his shy blue beast in amusement. When he made a comment on the nature of her lunch, she almost blushed. Not a good lunch, hmm? Well, she'd have to make sure to step that up. She made a mental note to watch how the riders ate, and see if she could manage a more balanced meal, even if it did mean giving up all the junk she snagged from time to time.
When he ruefully mentioned his height, she shook her head, blinking up at him. "There isn't anything wrong with your height!" she murmured, offering another sweet smile. She rather liked that they were about the same height - it made it easy to look into his face evenly. The thought of growing taller somehow seemed ridiculous, and she fought back a giggle at the idea of towering over him. What a silly thought! It would make things more awkward if she was ever to get answers from him.
As he teased Aveleth about taking her lunch - and calling her a child - another thrill of disappointment travelled down her spine, setting her resolve even further. She was young, but that didn't mean she had to be a child! Her mother had been just a year older when she'd given birth. She was a young adult, and she had a mind to prove it to him. She took a moment to compose herself, offering a wry smile when Aveleth knocked his rider to the ground instead of giggling or bouncing to Z'ia's rescue as she was more inclined to do.
"You weren't kidding...he's awfully playful," she commented, turning her warm expression to Z'ia once more. Leaning over, she gently patted more of the dirt of the rider good-naturedly, a soft laugh escaping her as she shook her head. "Well, then. I'm glad to share my lunch with you, though as you commented, its not the best selection to be found." She wrinkled her nose, eyeing Z'ia curiously. She wasn't really sure where to go from here; she knew the dragon's name, and SHE knew Z'ia, but he hadn't introduced himself, and she didn't want to seem too...eager. "Perhaps we can find a more rounded meal, if you'd like, blue rider...?" Her heart thumped again, and she found herself waiting awkwardly for a response, hoping to not chase him off immediately.
When he ruefully mentioned his height, she shook her head, blinking up at him. "There isn't anything wrong with your height!" she murmured, offering another sweet smile. She rather liked that they were about the same height - it made it easy to look into his face evenly. The thought of growing taller somehow seemed ridiculous, and she fought back a giggle at the idea of towering over him. What a silly thought! It would make things more awkward if she was ever to get answers from him.
As he teased Aveleth about taking her lunch - and calling her a child - another thrill of disappointment travelled down her spine, setting her resolve even further. She was young, but that didn't mean she had to be a child! Her mother had been just a year older when she'd given birth. She was a young adult, and she had a mind to prove it to him. She took a moment to compose herself, offering a wry smile when Aveleth knocked his rider to the ground instead of giggling or bouncing to Z'ia's rescue as she was more inclined to do.
"You weren't kidding...he's awfully playful," she commented, turning her warm expression to Z'ia once more. Leaning over, she gently patted more of the dirt of the rider good-naturedly, a soft laugh escaping her as she shook her head. "Well, then. I'm glad to share my lunch with you, though as you commented, its not the best selection to be found." She wrinkled her nose, eyeing Z'ia curiously. She wasn't really sure where to go from here; she knew the dragon's name, and SHE knew Z'ia, but he hadn't introduced himself, and she didn't want to seem too...eager. "Perhaps we can find a more rounded meal, if you'd like, blue rider...?" Her heart thumped again, and she found herself waiting awkwardly for a response, hoping to not chase him off immediately.
