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!
26.Feb.21, 01:57 PM
"No, I'm fine. If I fall I'll just get up again." Ferra eagerly limped onward to escape the healer. All she had to do now was just try to get to the library to drop of the book. As soon as she was rid of it everything would surely get better. At least she hoped. She was still wobbly as she tried to make her way and as much as it made her grumpy that she needed help, and that some strange man would be giving it to her, at least she had some at all. D'io really was a mystery. First knocking her over (though she knew it was an accident they both contributed to), then carrying to the healer and sticking around to make sure she was okay. She wasn't entirely used to that from outside of her family or from another servant.
Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try and get to know him a little better. "What did you do before you Impressed your dragon? Were you from before you were searched?" It was slow going as she hobbled along, but Ferra still refused to ask him to pick her up. Just had to get to the books, and then maybe she could rest while figuring out why he couldn't read. "What types of books do you like? Is there anything you want to learn about? And when you say the words jumble up... what do you mean?"
She paused to take a break from the dull ache and discomfort she could barely make out through the numbweed so that she could peer curiously up at D'io. He didn't seem like he was lying to her about that, and it was a ridiculous story to just make up. But if he had a dragon then surely he had to know how to read... unless... "Can your dragon read? Is that a thing dragons can do?" Ferra had never even thought to ask about that before.
Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try and get to know him a little better. "What did you do before you Impressed your dragon? Were you from before you were searched?" It was slow going as she hobbled along, but Ferra still refused to ask him to pick her up. Just had to get to the books, and then maybe she could rest while figuring out why he couldn't read. "What types of books do you like? Is there anything you want to learn about? And when you say the words jumble up... what do you mean?"
She paused to take a break from the dull ache and discomfort she could barely make out through the numbweed so that she could peer curiously up at D'io. He didn't seem like he was lying to her about that, and it was a ridiculous story to just make up. But if he had a dragon then surely he had to know how to read... unless... "Can your dragon read? Is that a thing dragons can do?" Ferra had never even thought to ask about that before.
