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!
01.Mar.21, 11:45 PM
Brown eyes widened incrementally as a shape loomed in the skies above her. It was clear to see that it wasn't a bird, especially as it lazily spiraled down to land in the field she herself was on. It was a dragon, a Bronze dragon... a humongous Bronze dragon... beautiful. Her eyes were large as moons as she stared, mouth slightly agape at the beautiful creature before her.
She knew that a lot of holdfolk were irredeemably terrified of Dragons and Dragonfolk, but... how could something that beautiful be evil... or in the wrong? It just didn't compute in her brain. Her willowy figure swayed in the wind and she only half-saw K'dar dismount from his dragon as she stared eagerly at the enormous beast.
It was the first time she had actually been able to take a look at one, and she knew now why these creatures had captivated Pern with their regal beauty. And in that moment it was all she ever wanted to do, she knew she should probably be scared, this creature could snap her in half in an instant, and yet, it was a death she would prefer to anything... she thought.
She only half heart K'dar's words as she looked at the dragon, for once in her life silenced, though that silence did not last long as she finally turned to give K'dar a quick look. Under different circumstances she might have blushed, instead, she extended her right hand out, palm up in the formal manner of greeting.
"Rakka, daughter of Grast Holder." Was her... well not exactly composed response, she was eager, bursting at the seams so many things that she had to say, but duties and formalities first. "A pleasure." She agreed, before her tongue loosed from it's frozen nature and wagged away. "That's a dragon! A real dragon, he's so... so large, beautiful... regal stately amazing!" She blabbered on in the most undignified manner for a holders daugther.
"I've always dreamed of seeing a dragon, and... and now I am! What a wonderful creature! The songs don't do him justice... he's..." She trailed off at a loss for words to describe him. "Right, fishing... umm my uncle likes to fish along the river where the rocks fell down to create a partial walkway across... I can show it to you maybe." She hesitated, she was reluctant to leave the dragon, the beautiful dragon, she gazed up at his eyes in disbelief mingled with awe.
She knew that a lot of holdfolk were irredeemably terrified of Dragons and Dragonfolk, but... how could something that beautiful be evil... or in the wrong? It just didn't compute in her brain. Her willowy figure swayed in the wind and she only half-saw K'dar dismount from his dragon as she stared eagerly at the enormous beast.
It was the first time she had actually been able to take a look at one, and she knew now why these creatures had captivated Pern with their regal beauty. And in that moment it was all she ever wanted to do, she knew she should probably be scared, this creature could snap her in half in an instant, and yet, it was a death she would prefer to anything... she thought.
She only half heart K'dar's words as she looked at the dragon, for once in her life silenced, though that silence did not last long as she finally turned to give K'dar a quick look. Under different circumstances she might have blushed, instead, she extended her right hand out, palm up in the formal manner of greeting.
"Rakka, daughter of Grast Holder." Was her... well not exactly composed response, she was eager, bursting at the seams so many things that she had to say, but duties and formalities first. "A pleasure." She agreed, before her tongue loosed from it's frozen nature and wagged away. "That's a dragon! A real dragon, he's so... so large, beautiful... regal stately amazing!" She blabbered on in the most undignified manner for a holders daugther.
"I've always dreamed of seeing a dragon, and... and now I am! What a wonderful creature! The songs don't do him justice... he's..." She trailed off at a loss for words to describe him. "Right, fishing... umm my uncle likes to fish along the river where the rocks fell down to create a partial walkway across... I can show it to you maybe." She hesitated, she was reluctant to leave the dragon, the beautiful dragon, she gazed up at his eyes in disbelief mingled with awe.
