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.Aug.13, 04:29 PM
Casa wrinkled her nose, rolling her eyes at both the other girls. "I don't want any of these shells," she said with a laugh, seeing the stubborn but disappointed look on Ameris' face. "I just wanted something to do tonight! The 'lizards are happy to have a new friend, and I'm happy to be able to spend time with two people I don't know very well. Take any of the shards we find, I'm not interested in them for trade or barter or anything."
Pausing, she pursed her lips and then continued. "Unless we find blue or brown shards. Those I might want to snag a chunk from to make something with. Quenym and I, we make good jewelry." She let a hint of pride slip into her voice, as she was proud of the work they had done creatively. They were no masterpieces, but they were pretty enough. She fingered the rock choker at her throat before shaking her head to clear it.
Turning back to the sand where the Golds had hatched, she continued to dig around, humming the little song B'jin had taught her before. It was a pretty and simple little piece, perfect for weyrbrats to pick up and sing along to. She felt a sharp edge cut into her palm, and hurriedly pulled her hand - and it - out of the sands.
It turned out to be two its - a large chunk of shiny shell with egg goo still inside, and a long, thin, razor sharp shard of one of the brown's eggs. Cursing loudly, she tossed the shiny shell to Ameris - it looked an awful lot like Mizeath's shell - before blinking dumbly at her hand and applying pressure to it, grinning wryly. "Guess I got my brown shell, at a cost..."
Pausing, she pursed her lips and then continued. "Unless we find blue or brown shards. Those I might want to snag a chunk from to make something with. Quenym and I, we make good jewelry." She let a hint of pride slip into her voice, as she was proud of the work they had done creatively. They were no masterpieces, but they were pretty enough. She fingered the rock choker at her throat before shaking her head to clear it.
Turning back to the sand where the Golds had hatched, she continued to dig around, humming the little song B'jin had taught her before. It was a pretty and simple little piece, perfect for weyrbrats to pick up and sing along to. She felt a sharp edge cut into her palm, and hurriedly pulled her hand - and it - out of the sands.
It turned out to be two its - a large chunk of shiny shell with egg goo still inside, and a long, thin, razor sharp shard of one of the brown's eggs. Cursing loudly, she tossed the shiny shell to Ameris - it looked an awful lot like Mizeath's shell - before blinking dumbly at her hand and applying pressure to it, grinning wryly. "Guess I got my brown shell, at a cost..."
