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!
17.Jun.13, 01:06 AM
Stubborn chirped a question to Whisper, and only if permission was granted by the other gold would she offer her head for scritches and pettings. She did so love attention! She purred softly, happy, the black marked gold wriggling happily as Ravana blinked down at her.
Ravana offered a warm smile to Rhaedalyn, though the motion was hesitant. She would never forget she was a gold rider now. She spoke softly. "We are both doing well." She wasn't sure what to say, never was. Rhaedalyn was so very very female. She offered her a tidbit then, opening her mouth when she felt Shanith greet Aradissicath.Greetings! You look wonderful today! How are you doing? Eyeing her green warily, Ravana sighed and shook her head, for a moment forgetting to be formal with Rhaedalyn. "I apologize if she offends Aradissicath. She's very green today. I was up most of last night reading to Berani and she eavesdropped. I suspect the story will inspire antics."
Ravana couldn't sing or play an instrument, but she could tell stories, and could read aloud very well, adding depth and inflections that brought the story alive, to her dragon, Olemuth and Berani at least. She was unaware that both Jisralna and B'run tended to find things to do nearby while she read to Berani for a reason.
Ravana looked down and away as Shanith chattered to Aradissicath about the story and how she couldn't wait to hear it end today. She hoped the gold was in a patient mood today, usually only Olemuth had patience when Shanith was this babblyexcited.
She asked softly, "How are you doing?" Relaxing and deciding to socialize a bit, Ravana leaned against a wall, eyes on Rhaedalyn. She genuinely liked the woman, wanted to be friends, but wasn't sure how to go about it without seeming like one of those trying to ride her coattails. So she was careful, trying for a middle road between formality and cautious, real warmth.
Ravana offered a warm smile to Rhaedalyn, though the motion was hesitant. She would never forget she was a gold rider now. She spoke softly. "We are both doing well." She wasn't sure what to say, never was. Rhaedalyn was so very very female. She offered her a tidbit then, opening her mouth when she felt Shanith greet Aradissicath.
Ravana couldn't sing or play an instrument, but she could tell stories, and could read aloud very well, adding depth and inflections that brought the story alive, to her dragon, Olemuth and Berani at least. She was unaware that both Jisralna and B'run tended to find things to do nearby while she read to Berani for a reason.
Ravana looked down and away as Shanith chattered to Aradissicath about the story and how she couldn't wait to hear it end today. She hoped the gold was in a patient mood today, usually only Olemuth had patience when Shanith was this babblyexcited.
She asked softly, "How are you doing?" Relaxing and deciding to socialize a bit, Ravana leaned against a wall, eyes on Rhaedalyn. She genuinely liked the woman, wanted to be friends, but wasn't sure how to go about it without seeming like one of those trying to ride her coattails. So she was careful, trying for a middle road between formality and cautious, real warmth.
