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!
23.Apr.12, 09:24 PM
Tyrrisath lifted his head at the sight of his favorite green. He let out a soft rumble, all but lost in the autumn breeze, and rested his head in the grass one more. Tyrrisath was as indifferent and stoic as his rider, but in this case a bit more friendly. Unwell. I am pleased to see you, Rilaleeyth he commented lightly. His weariness was audible in his strained mindvoice. Both body and mind were taxed by his bonded's ordeal.
The brown shifted lightly and fanned his wings a bit, stretching them for the first time in hours. I'm sure he will be happy to see J'ver, as well...
Inside, S'kef opened his eyes reluctantly at the sound of his door opening. Had one of the healers come to tend to him? Not likely, but that better be what he was hearing! The brownrider looked towards the door, but when he laid eyes on J'ver, he had to forcibly restrain an expression of relief.
Only Tyrrisath knew just how happy S'kef was to see his greenrider.
Instead of joy, his face was overtaken by an arrogant smirk. "Bout time you showed up, you tart," he said, resting his head on the pillow and exhaling happily. He'd considered J'ver his own personal property for some time now, since that's what a greenrider amounted to at best. There was some genuine fondness there, though. His most loyal helper? His best friend? Something like that. Something valuable, at any rate.
"Sharding right," S'kef said, his voice catching and quivering for a moment. Even his voice was being robbed from him by this disease. He made an effort to sit up, ignoring the pain in his muscles as he arranged himself so he could see J'ver. He took care not to display the pain, but his fingers still shook.
He managed a smile for J'ver. "I'll be damned before I let something like this take me out," he said, teeth set in determination. He let out a weak laugh, dismissing it all as a frivolity, like he so often did with hardships. "...I guess I've seen better days, though. Sharding healers say they don't know what it is...sounds like we need to trade em in."
He eyed the fruit. Nice touch
The brown shifted lightly and fanned his wings a bit, stretching them for the first time in hours. I'm sure he will be happy to see J'ver, as well...
Inside, S'kef opened his eyes reluctantly at the sound of his door opening. Had one of the healers come to tend to him? Not likely, but that better be what he was hearing! The brownrider looked towards the door, but when he laid eyes on J'ver, he had to forcibly restrain an expression of relief.
Only Tyrrisath knew just how happy S'kef was to see his greenrider.
Instead of joy, his face was overtaken by an arrogant smirk. "Bout time you showed up, you tart," he said, resting his head on the pillow and exhaling happily. He'd considered J'ver his own personal property for some time now, since that's what a greenrider amounted to at best. There was some genuine fondness there, though. His most loyal helper? His best friend? Something like that. Something valuable, at any rate.
"Sharding right," S'kef said, his voice catching and quivering for a moment. Even his voice was being robbed from him by this disease. He made an effort to sit up, ignoring the pain in his muscles as he arranged himself so he could see J'ver. He took care not to display the pain, but his fingers still shook.
He managed a smile for J'ver. "I'll be damned before I let something like this take me out," he said, teeth set in determination. He let out a weak laugh, dismissing it all as a frivolity, like he so often did with hardships. "...I guess I've seen better days, though. Sharding healers say they don't know what it is...sounds like we need to trade em in."
He eyed the fruit. Nice touch
