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!
05.Jul.21, 01:27 AM
Narinoa knew he was probably annoying the other dragonhealers with the hovering he was doing but they had the injuries well in hand and he was still trying to pay attention to the Hatching since he was still a Candidate. It also didn't hurt to have an extra set of eyes keeping tabs on any other hatchlings that might charge in their direction or there might be another one that gets injured. He had nothing to base his theory on but he wondered if the heat was contributing to the anger so many seemed to be hatching with. Did it discombobulate them or just spike the hunger and emotions they felt upon breaking through their shells?
After a while it seemed calm enough that Narinoa moved a bit closer to the clutch once more. He wasn't needed for the moment so being a Candidate could rule his focus again. That didn't last long as another fight broke out, this time between a blue and a green with a poor lad stuck in the middle of it. His instinct was to run in there and try to break it up--not that he knew how to do such a thing.
It also didn't matter as a chubby blue hatchling was suddenly in his path forcing him back the few steps he had just taken.No, N'noa! It's not safe. You need to stay back. Please. We can look after them when you can safely reach them.
Eyes wide with shock stared down at the--his--dragon. What the fuck just happened? One second he was focused on a fight with intentions to dive into the fray and the next he Impressed? "Um. Sure," not the most eloquent of first things to say to one's lifemate but that was all his brain could process before it stalled out on his new name. N'noa. He remembered a talk with friends sometime ago about what honorifcs they could get out of their names and while they all chuckled at it, N'noa really was the best option and he kind of liked it.
He loved it now.
"You're right, Atranth. I shouldn't rush in. It's better to wait when they're in a frenzy and," he didn't finish the thought as first one hatchling and then the other vanished between and the boy was unmoving on the sands. There was nothing more he could for them but the crippling hunger he now felt reminded him he had his own dragon to care for and N'noa led his dragon off towards the asisstant for name updates and then to feeding, stopping only briefly by L'gan to smile at his friend; and possibly with some tears of joy shining in his eyes.
After a while it seemed calm enough that Narinoa moved a bit closer to the clutch once more. He wasn't needed for the moment so being a Candidate could rule his focus again. That didn't last long as another fight broke out, this time between a blue and a green with a poor lad stuck in the middle of it. His instinct was to run in there and try to break it up--not that he knew how to do such a thing.
It also didn't matter as a chubby blue hatchling was suddenly in his path forcing him back the few steps he had just taken.
Eyes wide with shock stared down at the--his--dragon. What the fuck just happened? One second he was focused on a fight with intentions to dive into the fray and the next he Impressed? "Um. Sure," not the most eloquent of first things to say to one's lifemate but that was all his brain could process before it stalled out on his new name. N'noa. He remembered a talk with friends sometime ago about what honorifcs they could get out of their names and while they all chuckled at it, N'noa really was the best option and he kind of liked it.
He loved it now.
"You're right, Atranth. I shouldn't rush in. It's better to wait when they're in a frenzy and," he didn't finish the thought as first one hatchling and then the other vanished between and the boy was unmoving on the sands. There was nothing more he could for them but the crippling hunger he now felt reminded him he had his own dragon to care for and N'noa led his dragon off towards the asisstant for name updates and then to feeding, stopping only briefly by L'gan to smile at his friend; and possibly with some tears of joy shining in his eyes.
