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!
18.Dec.20, 06:40 PM
By the time he was dressed for the trip between, Yfris was back to worrying that he was the father or that Cazan would claim he was for some reason. He doubted she would but it was hard to guess anything now that he was dipping his toes in the Weyr. Nothing made sense anymore! Maybe it was just this fairly fake engagement throwing him off. Or maybe this was his punishment for entertaining it more than Cazan was. Either way, he needed to see his darling fiancé and sort things out.
He greeted Tiberuth and thanked the dragon for taking him to Fort on such short notice. He was raised with manners and knew how to use him contrary to what some believed. When they arrived he spotted a bronze curled up on the ledge and knew T’ryn was around. Syrendryth rose to give Tiberuth space to land and Yfris dismounted with his usual lack of perfect grace. Horses were much easier to get on and off of but dragons were much more efficient and the view, while absolutely terrifying the first couple of times, was stunning and made the struggle worth it.
“Cazzy darling!” Yfris called as he entered her weyr in way of announcing his presence. Syrendryth had probably already alerted them but he was still treated to the delicious sight of T’ryn and Cazan doing the tongue tango with at least one hand unaccounted for as it was under a shirt. “Oh that is just unfair. I actually come for a chat and you’re practically begging me to strip and join in. But if you insist.” Yfris removed his jacket and tossed it on a chair but didn’t remove anything else. Partly due to the glares but mostly due to knowing that nothing was about to happen and he really did want that chat to get it over with and move on with life once more.
He greeted Tiberuth and thanked the dragon for taking him to Fort on such short notice. He was raised with manners and knew how to use him contrary to what some believed. When they arrived he spotted a bronze curled up on the ledge and knew T’ryn was around. Syrendryth rose to give Tiberuth space to land and Yfris dismounted with his usual lack of perfect grace. Horses were much easier to get on and off of but dragons were much more efficient and the view, while absolutely terrifying the first couple of times, was stunning and made the struggle worth it.
“Cazzy darling!” Yfris called as he entered her weyr in way of announcing his presence. Syrendryth had probably already alerted them but he was still treated to the delicious sight of T’ryn and Cazan doing the tongue tango with at least one hand unaccounted for as it was under a shirt. “Oh that is just unfair. I actually come for a chat and you’re practically begging me to strip and join in. But if you insist.” Yfris removed his jacket and tossed it on a chair but didn’t remove anything else. Partly due to the glares but mostly due to knowing that nothing was about to happen and he really did want that chat to get it over with and move on with life once more.
