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.Nov.14, 07:13 AM
Like most sane people, Siandrian was asleep when the humming began. From what he could tell, the eggs were only just starting to move and it wasn’t too urgent that he get there. Still, that didn’t mean he could easily fall back asleep. He was awake now and the dragons humming, while it was rather monotone and he could get used to it soon enough, was making it difficult to even pretend he could grab another half hour of sleep. So he dressed for the Hatching and went to get breakfast to help pass the time as well as prepare him in case they were in for a long wait. Nothing sucked quite as much as standing around bored and hungry on the Sands as eggs rocked and dragonets dithered on whether they wanted to show up to the party or not.
With a cup of klah in hand, Siandrian finally arrived though he didn’t dare enter the Sands with the drink. It was, of course, okay for the goldrider to eat near the precious eggs and cranky dragon but no one wanted to risk upsetting Aradissicath by doing anything she could deem irresponsible around the eggs. So he stood off to the side, easily in sight of the Weyrlingmaster and where he could keep an eye on the eggs and his fellow Candidates. Some of them looked rather ragged, likely from lack of sleep, and others looked terrified. Good, Siandrian thought as he watched one boy in particular that was rather new to Katila and looked ready to faint. Everyone had sugar-coated what Hatchings were like except for Indivara. That girl’s face was enough to scare anyone but then she had to share her stories. He was surprised no one burst into tears and begged to go home.
Maybe next time.
With a cup of klah in hand, Siandrian finally arrived though he didn’t dare enter the Sands with the drink. It was, of course, okay for the goldrider to eat near the precious eggs and cranky dragon but no one wanted to risk upsetting Aradissicath by doing anything she could deem irresponsible around the eggs. So he stood off to the side, easily in sight of the Weyrlingmaster and where he could keep an eye on the eggs and his fellow Candidates. Some of them looked rather ragged, likely from lack of sleep, and others looked terrified. Good, Siandrian thought as he watched one boy in particular that was rather new to Katila and looked ready to faint. Everyone had sugar-coated what Hatchings were like except for Indivara. That girl’s face was enough to scare anyone but then she had to share her stories. He was surprised no one burst into tears and begged to go home.
Maybe next time.
