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!
12.Jul.21, 10:10 AM
“S’far, darling! How good to see you,” Casa smirked wickedly as the bronzerider came in. She hadn’t seen nearly enough of him since his bronze had won Thallyath’s flight, but she did remember how absolutely delightful he was to tease, and for all his discomfort, he was an excellent lay. Very vanilla, compared to a lot of her partners, but no less enjoyable in his own right. She moved to greet him, leaning in to kiss him before he could escape, laughing as she broke the kiss and stepped back, letting him have a little personal space.
“Thallyath is very happy with their brood, I’m sure she’ll be delighted to show Urudith what he helped produce.” She paused, and sighed softly at the bringing up of the recent events. “I’m doing fine,” she said; she had had limited lasting effects, thankfully, though she’d heard not as many had been so lucky. Her quick response and the assorted drugs she kept on hand had been helpful, though she hadn’t been questioned too much thankfully. Azrin hadn’t been seen in a while – she’d advised he keep his distance, what with all the murders and mayhem happening across the Weyrs, less he be caught in the crossfire – but he’d been able to advise further treatments for the poisons and other useful herbs to keep on hand should another attempt be made.
Thank you, Urudith, Thallyath said genuinely as the bigger dragon appeared in the entrance way, and she moved to meet him, gingerly stealing the herdbeast and then making her way back towards the eggs, crooning over her shoulder for him to follow. She could trust him near her babies, since he was just as proud and, in her opinion, should be at least half as protective as she was. He could sniff them if he wanted to. Once she was comfortable, Thallyath lay down not far from the eggs and ate, her tail curled around the golden egg in a subtle display of pride. It was still markedly small for a gold egg, but then, so was the mother.
“Come and get a good look at the eggs,” Casa said happily, taking one of S’far’s hands and twining their fingers in another subtle play to make him uncomfortable. She tugged on his arm until he moved, and then led him onto the Sands to meander quietly between the eggs. They weren’t numbered yet, with Casa wanting them to harden up some more before they were drawn on. “Thirteen, including a gold.” She beamed. He knew how many and that there was a gold, of course, since Casa had sent word as soon as Thallyath had declared herself done, but it was important to restate the information!
“Thallyath is very happy with their brood, I’m sure she’ll be delighted to show Urudith what he helped produce.” She paused, and sighed softly at the bringing up of the recent events. “I’m doing fine,” she said; she had had limited lasting effects, thankfully, though she’d heard not as many had been so lucky. Her quick response and the assorted drugs she kept on hand had been helpful, though she hadn’t been questioned too much thankfully. Azrin hadn’t been seen in a while – she’d advised he keep his distance, what with all the murders and mayhem happening across the Weyrs, less he be caught in the crossfire – but he’d been able to advise further treatments for the poisons and other useful herbs to keep on hand should another attempt be made.
“Come and get a good look at the eggs,” Casa said happily, taking one of S’far’s hands and twining their fingers in another subtle play to make him uncomfortable. She tugged on his arm until he moved, and then led him onto the Sands to meander quietly between the eggs. They weren’t numbered yet, with Casa wanting them to harden up some more before they were drawn on. “Thirteen, including a gold.” She beamed. He knew how many and that there was a gold, of course, since Casa had sent word as soon as Thallyath had declared herself done, but it was important to restate the information!
