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!
01.Aug.21, 03:53 AM
You have had plenty of time to be sad, and as much as your friend has gold hair, she does not have a gold dragon. K'dar let out a long frustrated sigh that was heavily muffled by the pair of breasts he had his face buried in. What are you going on about? Neryseth is flying and you are not going to stop me this time.
There was a flare of stubborn determination that K'dar couldn't ignore and he cursed as he pushed himself up and rolled out of the bed. "Sorry, Wes, flight," he said with a quick grumble as he quickly pulled on his boots. At least they'd only been cuddling so far, though he was pretty sure he'd just end up right back here once the flight was over. Tiberuth let out a low grumbling growl, his displeasure with his rider's lack of confidence in him clear.
I didn't mean it like that... if you won I would still probably come back to check on Wes and see if she was going to help with babysitting. He was met with stony silence as his dragon found a good perch to watch the gold swoop down at the beast pen to blood her kills. By the time Tiberuth answered her scream with a roar of his own, K'dar was stumbling into Lassalla's weyr along with the others.
The bronze squinted up as the gold disappeared into the sun and then joined in the chase, shoving one dragon out of his way as he tried to get closer to that dazzling prize.
There was a flare of stubborn determination that K'dar couldn't ignore and he cursed as he pushed himself up and rolled out of the bed. "Sorry, Wes, flight," he said with a quick grumble as he quickly pulled on his boots. At least they'd only been cuddling so far, though he was pretty sure he'd just end up right back here once the flight was over. Tiberuth let out a low grumbling growl, his displeasure with his rider's lack of confidence in him clear.
I didn't mean it like that... if you won I would still probably come back to check on Wes and see if she was going to help with babysitting. He was met with stony silence as his dragon found a good perch to watch the gold swoop down at the beast pen to blood her kills. By the time Tiberuth answered her scream with a roar of his own, K'dar was stumbling into Lassalla's weyr along with the others.
The bronze squinted up as the gold disappeared into the sun and then joined in the chase, shoving one dragon out of his way as he tried to get closer to that dazzling prize.
