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!
09.May.14, 04:47 AM
Urath woke Z'lud that morning impatiently. Everything itches he complained, mentally prodding his bonded's mind. Z'lud rolled over, still sleepy from the previous night's frivolity and groaned. Go to sleep you great lump of blue hide he complained. My hide is very handsome, thank you, and it itches. I don't know why people insist on insulting me that way. Z'lud groaned again, begining to push himself out of bed out of realization that his dragon was not going to let him rest. The man stretched and rubbed his eyes before opening them to the light of day, surprised that he was waking up so late in the morning. He and his dragon usually woke at dawn for a morning flight so the pounding in his head gave clues as to why his routine was changed.
"How much did I drink last night, Ur?" he asked, splashing water on his face.A bit. It seems that you punched Kripth's rider last night. She's none to pleased and has been complaining to me all day about his eye. Hurry uup. Z'lud laughed. "Big shocker there," he replied, pulling on a pair of leather pants. "Let me get the oil and i'll be right over." True to his word, he was there in two minutes. The next two hours, however were spent oiling his dragon's dry hide. By the time he was done, it was the afternoon and the sun had turned angry on his exposed back.
"What do you say we go for a swim?" He asked the dragon. Urath turned a big eye twoard him and snorted his approval. "Let me get my shorts and we'll go." Z'lud quietly thanked the Egg that Urath chose to sit near his hut for once while changing. Moments later he sat on his dragon's back, shirtless, and gave the image of the lake to Urath while bracing from the absolute cold. Bracing didn't work, and Z'lud hardly waited for the warmth to return before jumping off his dragon's back, into the lake. And that's how you make cold water warm he thought to the dragon, not realizing that his splash made it to the shore and the pretty woman that was sleeping at its edge.
"How much did I drink last night, Ur?" he asked, splashing water on his face.
"What do you say we go for a swim?" He asked the dragon. Urath turned a big eye twoard him and snorted his approval. "Let me get my shorts and we'll go." Z'lud quietly thanked the Egg that Urath chose to sit near his hut for once while changing. Moments later he sat on his dragon's back, shirtless, and gave the image of the lake to Urath while bracing from the absolute cold. Bracing didn't work, and Z'lud hardly waited for the warmth to return before jumping off his dragon's back, into the lake. And that's how you make cold water warm he thought to the dragon, not realizing that his splash made it to the shore and the pretty woman that was sleeping at its edge.
