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!
16.Mar.12, 11:43 PM
A nudge, her heart rose as the Dancing Horizon Hatchingling wandered past her. The gentle touch of the wing started her, and Lymsleia took a tiny step back, as if expecting to be struck- but perhaps it was more a respectful act. Let them approach. "Hello there..." she said in her most soothing voice. The green whirl made the dark skinned woman's heart pound, and then it sank a little bit as it nudged her shin, "Yes?" she asked in a whispered, but as the young hatcling walked away she breathed a sigh, just a little bit.
It hurt, it was not rejection but then again as the dragon made another amble across to someone else she nodded to herself. The dragon's choice was always right. She scanned the sands, the two eggs she'd touched. How were they doing, Detailed Prescene and Indecision paramount. She was determined, find them hold them keep her mind focused. She kept scanning though.
It was Escherlov who called out, and for a moment Lymsleia froze. Escher-- the Vinter boy? Their Alchol maker had impressed... She wiped the tear from her eye. She was gonna miss him. Well sort of. He'd be around but for now he was in class all his own.
It hurt, it was not rejection but then again as the dragon made another amble across to someone else she nodded to herself. The dragon's choice was always right. She scanned the sands, the two eggs she'd touched. How were they doing, Detailed Prescene and Indecision paramount. She was determined, find them hold them keep her mind focused. She kept scanning though.
It was Escherlov who called out, and for a moment Lymsleia froze. Escher-- the Vinter boy? Their Alchol maker had impressed... She wiped the tear from her eye. She was gonna miss him. Well sort of. He'd be around but for now he was in class all his own.
