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!
02.Mar.19, 11:25 AM
Indivara woke with a lazy slowness, blinking her eyes open as she reached out blindly to where Val was almost always found in the morning. A pout formed when her wandering hand found nothing but smooth bedsheets, and she turned over with a yawn. The other side of the bed was empty, and Indivara mewed softly as she spread out, star fishing over the bed and stretching, enjoying the fact that she once more had full range of movement without pain or a nasty belly full of baby.
Where is Val? She asked Venseth lazily, sitting up and brushing her long hair out of her face as she peered around their bedroom. It didn’t look like he’d made it to bed, though it was hard to tell. Indivara moved around a lot at night, and so there wasn’t any way to see if Val had actually been in the bed, but she also didn’t see his neat pile of clothing that usually was set aside when he changed between bedclothes and day clothes.
Not with us, Indivara smiled as her dragon replied, his voice mild but affectionate and she realized he was with Veeth, eating. She couldn’t tell immediately where they were, but wasn’t worried. They knew where they were allowed to hunt, and where they weren’t; they were good dragons and Venseth would keep Veeth out of trouble – a fact that would never cease to amuse Indivara.
Slipping out of the bed, Indivara pulled on some clothing, a mix and match of her own and Val’s, and padded quietly out into the main room, thinking that she’d like a nice fresh mug of klah to warm her belly. She was quite sick of winter, and looking forward to all the snow melting and the sun actually shining with some warmth again. While Indivara didn’t really miss the humid and hot heat of Katila, she did miss not feeling like her toes were going to freeze and fall off if she stepped on the stone floor by accident.
Making her way into the kitchenette, Indivara set the kettle to one side, filling it with water from the jug and lighting the fire in the small cooking pit that was set to one side. Picking out her favourite mug, Indivara swung the kettle over the slowly growing flames and left it to heat and made her way back into the main room, intent on seeing if Val had left her a note about what he was up to that day when she spotted him. Indivara paused, biting back a laugh as she took in the scene of her lover.
“Oh, Val,” endearing as the sight of him sleeping awkwardly on the desk was, Indivara knew he wasn’t always happy with himself when he fell asleep like that. Smiling softly, Indivara made her way to her mate and gently touched his shoulder. “Val?” Voice soft, Indivara gave his shoulder a squeeze, before running her fingers slowly up his neck and threading them through his hair softly.
Where is Val? She asked Venseth lazily, sitting up and brushing her long hair out of her face as she peered around their bedroom. It didn’t look like he’d made it to bed, though it was hard to tell. Indivara moved around a lot at night, and so there wasn’t any way to see if Val had actually been in the bed, but she also didn’t see his neat pile of clothing that usually was set aside when he changed between bedclothes and day clothes.
Slipping out of the bed, Indivara pulled on some clothing, a mix and match of her own and Val’s, and padded quietly out into the main room, thinking that she’d like a nice fresh mug of klah to warm her belly. She was quite sick of winter, and looking forward to all the snow melting and the sun actually shining with some warmth again. While Indivara didn’t really miss the humid and hot heat of Katila, she did miss not feeling like her toes were going to freeze and fall off if she stepped on the stone floor by accident.
Making her way into the kitchenette, Indivara set the kettle to one side, filling it with water from the jug and lighting the fire in the small cooking pit that was set to one side. Picking out her favourite mug, Indivara swung the kettle over the slowly growing flames and left it to heat and made her way back into the main room, intent on seeing if Val had left her a note about what he was up to that day when she spotted him. Indivara paused, biting back a laugh as she took in the scene of her lover.
“Oh, Val,” endearing as the sight of him sleeping awkwardly on the desk was, Indivara knew he wasn’t always happy with himself when he fell asleep like that. Smiling softly, Indivara made her way to her mate and gently touched his shoulder. “Val?” Voice soft, Indivara gave his shoulder a squeeze, before running her fingers slowly up his neck and threading them through his hair softly.
