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!
16.Sep.18, 11:31 AM
R'dal's smile faltered and then finally fell into a frown at F'drel's greeting. "I didn't? Oh...well, surprise!" He was sure he had mentioned it but it was also possible he forgot in the excitement of making plans. The doom and gloom of the moment vanished as he waved his hands dramatically in presentation of the boat. All that was missing was a ‘ta-da!’
It never crossed his mind that F'drel might not like boats, only that perhaps his friend would have dressed differently if he knew about it. So he didn’t think to change their plans and fish from the large flat rock nearby that dragons used to love to sun upon back when Katila was home. “Just kick off the boots and socks and you’ll be fine!” He pointed down and wiggled his toes to demonstrate what he was talking about; as if F’drel might not understand the concept. It wasn’t like the man never took his boots off. After all, they had shared a blanket nest and each time the greenrider has successfully removed all footwear before curling up for intense spooning action.
“Maybe roll up your pant legs as well, just in case the water is above your ankles after we get the boat into the water.” How would they do that? Did they both need to push? Could he just sit in the boat and have F’drel do all the hard work? That was rather rude of him to think and it had nothing to do with the colour of their dragons’ hides. He definitely still wasn’t a bossy and mean bluerider but he was close to being an inconsiderate friend! “I think we just have to shove it together a bit and then hop in.” R’dal spoke aloud but it seemed more like he was talking to the boat that he was now looking at instead of F’drel who had held his attention when talking about clothes seconds before the shift in topic.
“I got everything together already as well. I was even told this is the best bait,” R’dal leaned over the edge of the boat to reach under one of the benches that was really just a wooden plank and pulled out a bucket to show off. “So we shouldn’t have any problems.” He said it with so much confidence that even Edath started to believe the men wouldn’t drown within the hour. But by the time the bucket was put back, he started doubting the good intentions once more.
It never crossed his mind that F'drel might not like boats, only that perhaps his friend would have dressed differently if he knew about it. So he didn’t think to change their plans and fish from the large flat rock nearby that dragons used to love to sun upon back when Katila was home. “Just kick off the boots and socks and you’ll be fine!” He pointed down and wiggled his toes to demonstrate what he was talking about; as if F’drel might not understand the concept. It wasn’t like the man never took his boots off. After all, they had shared a blanket nest and each time the greenrider has successfully removed all footwear before curling up for intense spooning action.
“Maybe roll up your pant legs as well, just in case the water is above your ankles after we get the boat into the water.” How would they do that? Did they both need to push? Could he just sit in the boat and have F’drel do all the hard work? That was rather rude of him to think and it had nothing to do with the colour of their dragons’ hides. He definitely still wasn’t a bossy and mean bluerider but he was close to being an inconsiderate friend! “I think we just have to shove it together a bit and then hop in.” R’dal spoke aloud but it seemed more like he was talking to the boat that he was now looking at instead of F’drel who had held his attention when talking about clothes seconds before the shift in topic.
“I got everything together already as well. I was even told this is the best bait,” R’dal leaned over the edge of the boat to reach under one of the benches that was really just a wooden plank and pulled out a bucket to show off. “So we shouldn’t have any problems.” He said it with so much confidence that even Edath started to believe the men wouldn’t drown within the hour. But by the time the bucket was put back, he started doubting the good intentions once more.
