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!
10.Mar.15, 09:16 PM
Ameris sighed as she kicked a foot with boredom. She'd been stuck in the hatching ground since the moment Mizeath's new clutch had hit the sands and the solitary confinement was wearing thin on her. Rislan played with Mud near the gold where Mizeath lay napping and Ameris sighed again when she chanced a look. Ameris wish she could nap, a nap would be divine, but the day was far to young for something like that and the normally active woman couldn't bring herself to take a moment to close her eyes.
It is quite simple you know. Napping, came the languid voice of her dragon, One simply closes their eyes and allows the mind to do the rest.
The woman laughed at the sarcastic comment hidden within the prim and proper words. Mizeath had matured quite nicely and Ameris found the gold's personality to fit with her own easily. Even now there were times, though, that Ameris still felt Mizeath had made the wrong decision when choosing her but always the gold admonished her for the thoughts, driving them away with her limitless love. Ameris hummed with the force of Mizeath's love as the dragon slid it along their bond.
The woman started hard and her body jerked when her hum was joined by that of Mizeath and Korutath, both dragon's looking to her with such human looking pride. Mizeath announced the beginning of her clutches new life. Mud buzzed with his hums as he sat atop Rislan's head. The child giggled with the vibrations as he climbed onto the arm of Mizeath. Ameris moved to take him away and leave him with a creche worker but Mizeath stayed her hand, stating the boy had every right to watch her children hatch. Eyes danced with merriment as Ameris moved to settle herself beside her son, snuggling the boy into her side.
She wondered how long this hatching would take as she waited for the candidates to begin filing in, where they would stand around the neatly arranged eggs. Some hatchings were quick and without trouble and some were long and drawn out, ending in blood and ichor. She shuddered when she remembered the savagery of different hatchings. Even Mizeath's first had not been without blood flowing.Shhh now, do not dwell on it, the gold demanded between hums, They shall begin soon.
The woman laughed at the sarcastic comment hidden within the prim and proper words. Mizeath had matured quite nicely and Ameris found the gold's personality to fit with her own easily. Even now there were times, though, that Ameris still felt Mizeath had made the wrong decision when choosing her but always the gold admonished her for the thoughts, driving them away with her limitless love. Ameris hummed with the force of Mizeath's love as the dragon slid it along their bond.
The woman started hard and her body jerked when her hum was joined by that of Mizeath and Korutath, both dragon's looking to her with such human looking pride. Mizeath announced the beginning of her clutches new life. Mud buzzed with his hums as he sat atop Rislan's head. The child giggled with the vibrations as he climbed onto the arm of Mizeath. Ameris moved to take him away and leave him with a creche worker but Mizeath stayed her hand, stating the boy had every right to watch her children hatch. Eyes danced with merriment as Ameris moved to settle herself beside her son, snuggling the boy into her side.
She wondered how long this hatching would take as she waited for the candidates to begin filing in, where they would stand around the neatly arranged eggs. Some hatchings were quick and without trouble and some were long and drawn out, ending in blood and ichor. She shuddered when she remembered the savagery of different hatchings. Even Mizeath's first had not been without blood flowing.
