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.Feb.14, 07:05 AM
This'll be a good one, right Ast? A'liran inquired sarcastically. His voice was filled with plucky arrogance and a hint of impatience, which Astoreth returned with her own brand of venom. They always are. Don't think so little of me, and don;t think that you can fool me with your act she scolded, mindvoice simmering with disdain. She sounded distracted.
Ali snorted, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes as he gazed out the window and into the darkness. He could sense her frustration seething inside him. Her anger had mixed so completely with his own that he wasn't really sure who the bad mood originated with. All he knew was that she was due, and the tingling in his blood indicated that she was due soon.
Always, huh? Don't give yourself too much credit. You land me in trouble more often than not, and I swear by the egg that I'll make you into a wallet if y-
Her sudden screech caught him off guard. It exploded in his mind, as loud and jarring as if she'd screamed right beside him. He clutched at his ears. "Fuck! You stupid bitch!" he snarled, pacing with agitation and continuing to paw at his ears. He felt so close to her - almost one with her - and the echo of the screech just kept ringing in his head! He stumbled a little, trying to come up with some sort of witty line to spit as his dragon as she lurched into the air, yanking his confused consciousness after her as if he were tethered by some sort of invisible cord.
His self-satisfied mood vanished in a whirl of tinnitus and vertigo. They were flying! They were flying, and just like normal, the green harpy had gotten in the last word and caught him completely off guard. Eben when Ali recognized the signs and managed to steel himself for the oncoming flight, she still seemed to always manage to sneak attack him.
As Astoreth's dark form disappeared in the night sky, Ali could feel himself whisked away to the stars alongside her. Astoreth crooned, welcoming Ali alongside her as a fellow warrior. While they appeared at odds on the ground, both of them loved this part. They loved flying free together, wild and coveted. Ali could almost feel the night air caressing his skin. He was light, swift, and vicious. He thought he could smell a trace of blood on the wind. He [i]knew[i[ he could smell a hint of fear. It was perfect! He let out his own scream of frustration and challenge, barely able to contain his energy.
Let them come! He would defend himself, and it would be glorious!
Ali snorted, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes as he gazed out the window and into the darkness. He could sense her frustration seething inside him. Her anger had mixed so completely with his own that he wasn't really sure who the bad mood originated with. All he knew was that she was due, and the tingling in his blood indicated that she was due soon.
Always, huh? Don't give yourself too much credit. You land me in trouble more often than not, and I swear by the egg that I'll make you into a wallet if y-
Her sudden screech caught him off guard. It exploded in his mind, as loud and jarring as if she'd screamed right beside him. He clutched at his ears. "Fuck! You stupid bitch!" he snarled, pacing with agitation and continuing to paw at his ears. He felt so close to her - almost one with her - and the echo of the screech just kept ringing in his head! He stumbled a little, trying to come up with some sort of witty line to spit as his dragon as she lurched into the air, yanking his confused consciousness after her as if he were tethered by some sort of invisible cord.
His self-satisfied mood vanished in a whirl of tinnitus and vertigo. They were flying! They were flying, and just like normal, the green harpy had gotten in the last word and caught him completely off guard. Eben when Ali recognized the signs and managed to steel himself for the oncoming flight, she still seemed to always manage to sneak attack him.
As Astoreth's dark form disappeared in the night sky, Ali could feel himself whisked away to the stars alongside her. Astoreth crooned, welcoming Ali alongside her as a fellow warrior. While they appeared at odds on the ground, both of them loved this part. They loved flying free together, wild and coveted. Ali could almost feel the night air caressing his skin. He was light, swift, and vicious. He thought he could smell a trace of blood on the wind. He [i]knew[i[ he could smell a hint of fear. It was perfect! He let out his own scream of frustration and challenge, barely able to contain his energy.
Let them come! He would defend himself, and it would be glorious!
