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!
21.Aug.19, 08:55 AM
Madiquel’s step was light and bouncy as A’tay lead her to the dancing area, turning back to wave cheerfully at Xyxyth as they left the growing bronze dragon to his own entertainment. She did feel a little sad for the dragons, with their being unable to get in on all the festivities, but she also had a good idea that most of them didn’t mind. It was a good chance for them to socialise with their own kind, and soak up the sunshine while their silly riders likely got a bit burnt and spent all their marks on silly things (that the dragons, of course, would be lugging home!).
Dancing made her quickly forget about the dragons, though; laughing and giggling with A’tay as he spun her around to the good music and the growing crowds. Madiquel liked it when more people joined, because she felt that she was less standing before the entire world, and could focus more on just having fun with A’tay and not with the creeping feeling that people were watching her. Dancing was good for the stress of her crafting, though! As she laughed and teased and danced, Madiquel felt the weight of her classes fall away, too, making her feel a lot more like the girl she’d been when she’d left the Weyr, and less like the girl she’d become who spent far too much time studying!
“I need a break!” Madiquel giggled, swooning dramatically against A’tay and beaming up at him. “Let’s get something to drink!” Not waiting for an answer, Madiquel took A’tay’s hand and glanced around until she spotted a tent on the edge of the clearing that had been used for dancing (and was not very clear!) and flashed a bright smile as she wove through the dancers, leading A’tay in that direction. When they arrived at the tent, Madiquel blinked at all the options before smiling shyly at one of the bartenders. “Can we please have a pitcher of water?” The only alcohol Madiquel had ever had was the watered-down stuff Rhaedalyn occasionally shared with her and the girls, and Madiquel wasn’t interested in trying straight wine at the gather!
“Thanks!” Madiquel chirped, when the bartender came back with a large pitcher of cold water – they must have brought ice down off the mountains – and followed her and A’tay over to an empty tabletop, setting the items down and leaving them. Letting go of A’tay’s hand so he could pour the water, Madiquel turned back to watch the dancers, laughing when she spotted Mylorah twirling through the throngs, though she couldn’t make out who the older girl was dancing with. “Thank you!” Madiquel said happily, taking the glass that was offered to her by A’tay and drinking it slowly only because she wanted to do more dancing, not get a sick belly from ice-water.
Dancing made her quickly forget about the dragons, though; laughing and giggling with A’tay as he spun her around to the good music and the growing crowds. Madiquel liked it when more people joined, because she felt that she was less standing before the entire world, and could focus more on just having fun with A’tay and not with the creeping feeling that people were watching her. Dancing was good for the stress of her crafting, though! As she laughed and teased and danced, Madiquel felt the weight of her classes fall away, too, making her feel a lot more like the girl she’d been when she’d left the Weyr, and less like the girl she’d become who spent far too much time studying!
“I need a break!” Madiquel giggled, swooning dramatically against A’tay and beaming up at him. “Let’s get something to drink!” Not waiting for an answer, Madiquel took A’tay’s hand and glanced around until she spotted a tent on the edge of the clearing that had been used for dancing (and was not very clear!) and flashed a bright smile as she wove through the dancers, leading A’tay in that direction. When they arrived at the tent, Madiquel blinked at all the options before smiling shyly at one of the bartenders. “Can we please have a pitcher of water?” The only alcohol Madiquel had ever had was the watered-down stuff Rhaedalyn occasionally shared with her and the girls, and Madiquel wasn’t interested in trying straight wine at the gather!
“Thanks!” Madiquel chirped, when the bartender came back with a large pitcher of cold water – they must have brought ice down off the mountains – and followed her and A’tay over to an empty tabletop, setting the items down and leaving them. Letting go of A’tay’s hand so he could pour the water, Madiquel turned back to watch the dancers, laughing when she spotted Mylorah twirling through the throngs, though she couldn’t make out who the older girl was dancing with. “Thank you!” Madiquel said happily, taking the glass that was offered to her by A’tay and drinking it slowly only because she wanted to do more dancing, not get a sick belly from ice-water.
