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.Nov.12, 11:28 AM
He was probably on his way to getting a kink in his neck. Still, Valerian made no movement to correct that and the fire lizards curled up on him did the same.
Vex had claimed his lap as soon as he sat down, back against the famous tree he shared with Erisi that was within sight of the Weyr but just far enough away that it wouldn't attract constant foot traffic. His grumpy blue nabbed the prime location that always earned lazy petting while Valerian day dreamed while Quill seemed to pout and took to the left shoulder. His tail wrapped around Valerian's neck from back to front which made for an awkward way of holding his head, especially when the weyrling came up with the idea to use the quieter blue as a pillow. Neck slightly bent forward and to the left, he was certain he would regret it later and have to do some light rotations and stretches to not feel that pain all day.
But it was worth it for a quiet nap away from the hustle and bustle of the weyr. Veeth wasn't with them, he never ventured to the tree since his growth spurt brought him to fullsize since there were a few tightly packed trees along the way. Besides, the chipper little fellow liked to be out in the sun and socialising so he often went off to find or make friends. It was strange, but back when B'jin said he didn't do everything with Larrikith and still had time for himself, Valerian wasn't sure he believed the greenrider entirely. Maybe they had their own time but surely it wasn't the same anymore. During the first several months after Impressing, the thoughts turned to wondering how he could ever imagine being apart from Veeth. Now, they had both grown into the bond and understood each other and their needs far better. Valerian also didn't worry as much about the influence Larrikith and some of the other playful dragons had on Veeth anymore.
With one hand lightly brushing over Vex and the stresses of the day being forgotten, Valerian felt ready for that nap he craved and shut his eyes.
Vex had claimed his lap as soon as he sat down, back against the famous tree he shared with Erisi that was within sight of the Weyr but just far enough away that it wouldn't attract constant foot traffic. His grumpy blue nabbed the prime location that always earned lazy petting while Valerian day dreamed while Quill seemed to pout and took to the left shoulder. His tail wrapped around Valerian's neck from back to front which made for an awkward way of holding his head, especially when the weyrling came up with the idea to use the quieter blue as a pillow. Neck slightly bent forward and to the left, he was certain he would regret it later and have to do some light rotations and stretches to not feel that pain all day.
But it was worth it for a quiet nap away from the hustle and bustle of the weyr. Veeth wasn't with them, he never ventured to the tree since his growth spurt brought him to fullsize since there were a few tightly packed trees along the way. Besides, the chipper little fellow liked to be out in the sun and socialising so he often went off to find or make friends. It was strange, but back when B'jin said he didn't do everything with Larrikith and still had time for himself, Valerian wasn't sure he believed the greenrider entirely. Maybe they had their own time but surely it wasn't the same anymore. During the first several months after Impressing, the thoughts turned to wondering how he could ever imagine being apart from Veeth. Now, they had both grown into the bond and understood each other and their needs far better. Valerian also didn't worry as much about the influence Larrikith and some of the other playful dragons had on Veeth anymore.
With one hand lightly brushing over Vex and the stresses of the day being forgotten, Valerian felt ready for that nap he craved and shut his eyes.
