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!
12.Dec.12, 03:08 AM
Talian collapsed on his bed, sobbing bitterly into his pillow. He was honestly surprised that he'd been able to take Nejerc on at all, and perhaps he'd have even done better on a less-terrible day, but right now it was all too much. It had been filled with such terrible ups and downs since he was woken from his rest late the previous night! He'd been terrified when Ronarth attacked the building, panicked when he saw D'ren's condition, relieved when he'd stabilized him, distraught when he saw his name published on the bulletins, overjoyed to see his friend Valerian, worried when he witnessed S'kef's ascension, and now mortified at the goings on in his own office!
He felt like he could vomit. He almost did. He groaned, clutching his stomach and steeling himself against the wild emotions coursing through him. Fellis creeled in distress, pressing his small body against Talian's in an effort to cheer him up. Daddy!
Tal put one hand on top of the little firelizard. His chest heaved and his throat burned as the day's events overwhelmed him, but he was happy to have the companionship of his little friend.
Fellis squeaked sadly. Daddy was so good at taking care of him and making him feel better! He wished so very badly that he could do the same for Daddy. The little creature tried to understand what happened, but all he could retrieve was his Daddy's association of the girl who'd fled with cinnamon sticks. For some reason, Daddy was filled with a desire to offer the girl a cinnamon stick right now.
Cinnamon sticks? Daddy wanted to give her a cinnamon stick?
A moment later, the little blue appeared from between, landing neatly on the desk before Aparicus with a cinnamon stick clasped in his paws. He cheeped nervously, for the girl scared him enough without her terrifying bronze! But Daddy thought of her with cinnamon sticks, so surely a cinnamon stick would cheer her up, right? And that would make Daddy happy, right?
Unfortunately, Fellis appeared at just the wrong moment. He offered the stick, creeling sadly, before the girl fled the room. Fellis had n comprehension of why she ran, so he could only assume it was from him. He squeaked sadly and dropped the stick, cringing away sadly before disappearing again.
He reappeared beside Talian, who hadn't even noticed his brief trip. The little fire lizard, hearts racing after his harrowing adventure, leaped onto Talian's back and began nosing him. Please don't cry, Daddy!
Tal sniffled. The outburst seemed to have passed, though his eyes ached. He sat up, carefully aware of Fellis clinging to his back. "Oh, come on little friend...I'm sorry I upset you," he said, reaching around to pick the little beast up. He cradled the fire lizard close, cooing at him softly before standing up. The healer wiped his eyes. It was still obvious that he'd been crying, but he'd already regained much of his composure. Sometimes, it was good to just let it out for a minute.
Tal frowned and looked down at Fellis. "Did something outside upset you?" he asked. Then, assuming Nejerc and Aparicus were long gone, he stuck his head outside. Was something going on?
He felt like he could vomit. He almost did. He groaned, clutching his stomach and steeling himself against the wild emotions coursing through him. Fellis creeled in distress, pressing his small body against Talian's in an effort to cheer him up. Daddy!
Tal put one hand on top of the little firelizard. His chest heaved and his throat burned as the day's events overwhelmed him, but he was happy to have the companionship of his little friend.
Fellis squeaked sadly. Daddy was so good at taking care of him and making him feel better! He wished so very badly that he could do the same for Daddy. The little creature tried to understand what happened, but all he could retrieve was his Daddy's association of the girl who'd fled with cinnamon sticks. For some reason, Daddy was filled with a desire to offer the girl a cinnamon stick right now.
Cinnamon sticks? Daddy wanted to give her a cinnamon stick?
A moment later, the little blue appeared from between, landing neatly on the desk before Aparicus with a cinnamon stick clasped in his paws. He cheeped nervously, for the girl scared him enough without her terrifying bronze! But Daddy thought of her with cinnamon sticks, so surely a cinnamon stick would cheer her up, right? And that would make Daddy happy, right?
Unfortunately, Fellis appeared at just the wrong moment. He offered the stick, creeling sadly, before the girl fled the room. Fellis had n comprehension of why she ran, so he could only assume it was from him. He squeaked sadly and dropped the stick, cringing away sadly before disappearing again.
He reappeared beside Talian, who hadn't even noticed his brief trip. The little fire lizard, hearts racing after his harrowing adventure, leaped onto Talian's back and began nosing him. Please don't cry, Daddy!
Tal sniffled. The outburst seemed to have passed, though his eyes ached. He sat up, carefully aware of Fellis clinging to his back. "Oh, come on little friend...I'm sorry I upset you," he said, reaching around to pick the little beast up. He cradled the fire lizard close, cooing at him softly before standing up. The healer wiped his eyes. It was still obvious that he'd been crying, but he'd already regained much of his composure. Sometimes, it was good to just let it out for a minute.
Tal frowned and looked down at Fellis. "Did something outside upset you?" he asked. Then, assuming Nejerc and Aparicus were long gone, he stuck his head outside. Was something going on?
