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!
03.Jan.14, 07:12 PM
It had been hard getting Vaelya to finally settle down and agree to keep standing. It had taken all of his considerable charm to get her to stay with him that night and the next. The first night had been a study in patience for the brownrider but his patience had paid off. For both of them. It had been a long time coming and completely worth the wait. It was something he would ensure happened much more often. The following day was spent in preparation for the celebration to come. He'd been so very proud of his boy when Leyton - L'ton now - had impressed and to a brown no less! Ironth had rumbled his delight in the russet brown hatchling and had promptly informed his rider that Kaliqueth and L'ton were perfectly suited. Some how he'd managed to drag Vaelya and Evritt to his home once again. And then chaos had erupted.
Dragon's keening and Ironth's desperate voice had woken him. A quick and panicked explanation from the brown had put it all in perspective. It hadn't taken long for him to stuff Vaelya, her son and that fragile little gift he had for her onto the back of Ironth. Demands to keep them safe were agreed too and they had gone off. Of course the brown had come back with an empty back and assurances that Vaelya and her son were quite safe and out of harms way, but that he was needed here - thank you very much - and he would stay at his rider's side.
A black eye and a deep gash in Ironth's thigh later, K'ton and his brown lay together panting from their exertions and the dregs of their left over panic. He worried now. He had spotted a familiar dark haired sight sometime ago and kicked himself. He should have known his Vaelya wouldn't stay where she was left. Should've known she would be in the thick of things, helping where she was needed.Do not beat yourself up too bad, the brown murmured, She is not easily swayed and nothing you could have said would have kept her where I left her. K'ton muttered his agreement. Besides.. She is making her way here now so you will have plenty of time to chastise her.
He perked up and winced. The various bruises and scraps he had received digging people out were rearing their ugly heads. His back ached and he face stung and he could feel the pain of Ironth's leg like it had been his own. He hoped she brought some sort of healers kit. Ironth's leg needed mended and he could use some numbweed for his throbbing face.
Dragon's keening and Ironth's desperate voice had woken him. A quick and panicked explanation from the brown had put it all in perspective. It hadn't taken long for him to stuff Vaelya, her son and that fragile little gift he had for her onto the back of Ironth. Demands to keep them safe were agreed too and they had gone off. Of course the brown had come back with an empty back and assurances that Vaelya and her son were quite safe and out of harms way, but that he was needed here - thank you very much - and he would stay at his rider's side.
A black eye and a deep gash in Ironth's thigh later, K'ton and his brown lay together panting from their exertions and the dregs of their left over panic. He worried now. He had spotted a familiar dark haired sight sometime ago and kicked himself. He should have known his Vaelya wouldn't stay where she was left. Should've known she would be in the thick of things, helping where she was needed.
He perked up and winced. The various bruises and scraps he had received digging people out were rearing their ugly heads. His back ached and he face stung and he could feel the pain of Ironth's leg like it had been his own. He hoped she brought some sort of healers kit. Ironth's leg needed mended and he could use some numbweed for his throbbing face.
