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!
08.Mar.21, 07:37 PM
Next time. Ferra couldn't help but smile at the thought, even if it still was a bit unnerving and terrifyingly new. A small rumble from her stomach reminded her that she'd intended on eating something after dropping the book off and she turned to glance up at D'io. "Maybe I can grab something to eat and..."
Her voice trailed off as she realized they were still practically cuddling and she jerked, snatching her hand back as she pulled away. "Sorry... um... I should eat. And..." run away. She should definitely run away. "Maybe we can sit with your dragon and finish reading? If that's fine." Ferra was so appalled by the words coming out of her mouth that she didn't move or even hear D'io's response for a moment as she frantically tried to think.
Maybe it was just because her knee was hurt, and the pain was clouding her judgement even though it was only a dull ache at this point. It certainly wasn't because he was comfortable and warm to lean against and strong and had carried her to the healer and then had helped her on her errands. He most definitely was not handsome.
Oh no.
Was he?
The first word that sprang to mind was that very unladylike curse that started with an F and Ferra blushed furiously. She didn't have time to really think beyond that though as she suddenly found herself being lifted up. She squeaked, arms flailing as she wrapped them around D'io's neck, book still somehow clutched in one of her hands. "You should warn me before you do that," she grumbled, deciding to keep her face hidden against him for a moment longer while she tried to calm down.
Her voice trailed off as she realized they were still practically cuddling and she jerked, snatching her hand back as she pulled away. "Sorry... um... I should eat. And..." run away. She should definitely run away. "Maybe we can sit with your dragon and finish reading? If that's fine." Ferra was so appalled by the words coming out of her mouth that she didn't move or even hear D'io's response for a moment as she frantically tried to think.
Maybe it was just because her knee was hurt, and the pain was clouding her judgement even though it was only a dull ache at this point. It certainly wasn't because he was comfortable and warm to lean against and strong and had carried her to the healer and then had helped her on her errands. He most definitely was not handsome.
Oh no.
Was he?
The first word that sprang to mind was that very unladylike curse that started with an F and Ferra blushed furiously. She didn't have time to really think beyond that though as she suddenly found herself being lifted up. She squeaked, arms flailing as she wrapped them around D'io's neck, book still somehow clutched in one of her hands. "You should warn me before you do that," she grumbled, deciding to keep her face hidden against him for a moment longer while she tried to calm down.
