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.Nov.20, 08:23 PM
Cazan opened her eyes, which she hadn't even realized were closed, and blinked down at her hands. Her knuckles were swollen and scraped but a quick flex of her fingers showed they were otherwise fine. And now that she thought about it she could smell some blood. Her lip was stinging a bit more than it should, and a quick run of her tongue found a small split. A glance through her dragon's eyes helped her to evaluate further. There was a tiny trickle of blood from her nose, but that was easily wiped away on the back of her hand. The split lip would heal easily enough on its own if she was careful about what she ate and drank, and otherwise she would just have some bruising, the biggest one looked like it would be from her own headbutt.
Her stomach churned again and she hastily pushed herself up, staggering away and barely making it off the sands proper before she threw up. Cazan quickly cut off Mal's worry, I'm okay. Really. Just got a little dizzy from the shared sight and my stomach has been bothering me anyway. It's fine. I'm already feeling better. Lady flew over to land on her shoulder, trying to coo and croon anxiously as if that could help the situation. Mal grumbled, agitated that her rider had been feeling so unwell lately.
Caz sighed as she made her way back to the dragon. I'll be careful. She gave her neck a rub before settling back into her comfortable lounging position. Let me know when people come to yell at us for the fight okay? It was probably my fault, I'm pretty sure I threw the first punch. Malvayth shifted her weight at the thought of her rider being in trouble again. Aradissicath hadn't said anything about trouble, but now she found herself anxious. She turned to Taith.
