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!
24.Mar.13, 08:17 PM
Being thrown across the bed as not what Indivara had expected. She liked to think she’d expected a lot of variable responses from the bluerider, but not being thrown across the bed! Indivara squealed – probably the most feminine sound she’d made in years – as her feet left the ground, fingers losing their light grip on Valerian’s waist she tried to grab his arms in surprise, breath releasing in a surprised oof as she stopped moving suddenly. Valerian’s reply was given a flat look, though still wide blue eyes sparkled with amusement.
A soft laugh puffed through the sheet that was suddenly covering her face, and Indivara tugged it down with one hand, while the other carefully arranged the rest of it so she was covered in all the important places. She didn’t give two hoots about her legs, which were slim, feminine and completely unscarred. She sat up, crossing her legs and pulling the sheet around so it was wrapped around her shoulders, successfully hiding the scarring that was over her shoulders and down her chest. Indivara didn’t actually have any true modesty – probably best displayed by the fact that the bottom of the sheet was barely covering her lap – but she was rather insecure about people’s opinions on her scars.
“Everyone loves me,” Indivara stated, barely managing to maintain an air of indignation for the first word, and losing it completely to a snort of laughter by the end of the comment. The girl knew she wasn’t a particularly lovable creature, but her mum tried and her friends put up with her and her firelizards hadn’t abandoned her yet, so it was no big deal. Besides! Her bronze would more than make up for it all, when he was ready to find her! Of that Indivara had no doubt.
Shifting her weight forward, Indivara rocked herself up onto her knees and struggled to the edge of the bed, managing not to topple over, topple off, or topple into Valerian as she sat back down, flicking her feet off the end and letting the sheet fall back around her legs. “You were very eager,” a sly sideways look and a smug smirk accompanied the words, “and if you broke the lacings on my pants, you can deal with Kerrin. They’re new, and he will be pissed.”
He’d be irritable anyway; he always got snippy with her when she went flightmothing. Indivara was convinced it was because he didn’t think she could look out for herself. She was not twelve! She was perfectly capable of avoiding the nasties, thank you very much. Suddenly irritable, Indivara slid off the bed with a huff and went to see how much damage actually had been done to her pants. Then she could decide what kind of tantrum to throw, if one was needed.
A soft laugh puffed through the sheet that was suddenly covering her face, and Indivara tugged it down with one hand, while the other carefully arranged the rest of it so she was covered in all the important places. She didn’t give two hoots about her legs, which were slim, feminine and completely unscarred. She sat up, crossing her legs and pulling the sheet around so it was wrapped around her shoulders, successfully hiding the scarring that was over her shoulders and down her chest. Indivara didn’t actually have any true modesty – probably best displayed by the fact that the bottom of the sheet was barely covering her lap – but she was rather insecure about people’s opinions on her scars.
“Everyone loves me,” Indivara stated, barely managing to maintain an air of indignation for the first word, and losing it completely to a snort of laughter by the end of the comment. The girl knew she wasn’t a particularly lovable creature, but her mum tried and her friends put up with her and her firelizards hadn’t abandoned her yet, so it was no big deal. Besides! Her bronze would more than make up for it all, when he was ready to find her! Of that Indivara had no doubt.
Shifting her weight forward, Indivara rocked herself up onto her knees and struggled to the edge of the bed, managing not to topple over, topple off, or topple into Valerian as she sat back down, flicking her feet off the end and letting the sheet fall back around her legs. “You were very eager,” a sly sideways look and a smug smirk accompanied the words, “and if you broke the lacings on my pants, you can deal with Kerrin. They’re new, and he will be pissed.”
He’d be irritable anyway; he always got snippy with her when she went flightmothing. Indivara was convinced it was because he didn’t think she could look out for herself. She was not twelve! She was perfectly capable of avoiding the nasties, thank you very much. Suddenly irritable, Indivara slid off the bed with a huff and went to see how much damage actually had been done to her pants. Then she could decide what kind of tantrum to throw, if one was needed.
