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!
07.Jun.21, 03:41 PM
She sat bolt upright at the gentle nudge from Mizeath, the gold’s soothing presence in her mind as welcomed as it ever was. “Mizeath?” she called just before the sound of her gold’s humming echoed through the hatching caverns. Ameris threw the covers from her body, wincing just slightly at the pull in her shoulder and immediately started dressing. It was hurried but not rushed, Ameris knew full well that hatchings took far longer than people wanted them too and with a solid 28 eggs to get through it would be fine.
Everything will be fine, the gold murmured to her rider as the woman made her way down the corridor and to the large creature that lay relaxed a short distance from the wiggling and shivering clutch. “Do you think the gold will hatch first?” Ameris asked with a tease in her tone, “That would bring some joy to the weyr.” Mizeath said nothing to the woman, only hummed a little more urgently to her clutch.
Ameris was worried that not enough of the candidates would be able to join them, the night of the touching had brought more sorrow to Benden with the random poisoning of the female candidates. It had resulted in the death of five girls coming to stand for the gold egg and some illnesses in others. One had been a candidate that Fort had finally allowed to stand, enough so that Ameris was certain August would not be standing.
She sighed heavily and leaned against Mizeath’s shoulder before glancing into the stands to see if M’ris had entered yet. She worried for her mate as much as she did the rest of the weyr. Her attention was pulled away when Mizeath’s humming reached a crescendo just before one of the larger eggs suddenly burst outward. The dragonet that spilled forth did so in a flap of goop covered bronze wings and lashed his tail angrily.Bronze01 gave a hissing roar that brought an amused grin to Ameris before the little creature took off towards the group of candidates waiting.
Ameris was worried that not enough of the candidates would be able to join them, the night of the touching had brought more sorrow to Benden with the random poisoning of the female candidates. It had resulted in the death of five girls coming to stand for the gold egg and some illnesses in others. One had been a candidate that Fort had finally allowed to stand, enough so that Ameris was certain August would not be standing.
She sighed heavily and leaned against Mizeath’s shoulder before glancing into the stands to see if M’ris had entered yet. She worried for her mate as much as she did the rest of the weyr. Her attention was pulled away when Mizeath’s humming reached a crescendo just before one of the larger eggs suddenly burst outward. The dragonet that spilled forth did so in a flap of goop covered bronze wings and lashed his tail angrily.
