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!
09.May.22, 12:20 PM
Cazan's morning had started out easy enough (though it had been far too early for her usual tastes). At first she'd gotten abit too snuggly with the wrong blonde, again, before apologizing that she'd thought he was T'ryn. That only made A'tay even more of an embarrassed mess without the dragons helping, so she'd spent a good amount of time reassuring him that things were fine, it was just a perfectly normal flight with nothing to be embarrassed about. But at least she'd waited until after the bronzerider had left to have her own existential crisis. She'd already had a bath, stared at herself in the mirror in disappointment wondering what she would say to actual T'ryn when he came home. And then, because of course she couldn't just think about it and then relax she hadn't even picked up the twins.
No, she got straight to work. Of course she was making something for T'ryn, because he needed a much better birthday gift than the satchel and document folio she'd already made. Maybe if she also made something for Sy it would help? She could just make a big of a fancy tooled patch showing him and Bedith perhaps that could just snugly latch onto his straps or supplement them perhaps. He was a good dragon after all, devoted to his mate. Definitely not sleeping with that mate's siblings for extra rounds after a flight. She knew it was a silly thought as soon as she had it, but she couldn't help but stew on it. She was almost done with the basic tooling of the panel, though of course it didn't really look exactly like either specific dragon more than it just looked like a pair of generic dragons. But she knew a couple of artists she could try to recruit into adding a bit of paint that she could seal onto the leather with lacquer to really finish it off once she was done with the tooling.
So of course she didn't notice Malvayth's momentary surge of joy that just instantly vanished as the gold hid her emotions and thoughts so she could enthusiastically greet her favorite person and bask in his appreciation for her hard work. Lady even climbed down from her favorite perch atop Mal's head to give the rider a snuggle before retreating back to cuddle with Sir back atop their gold dragon fortress. The little bronze glowered down at T'ryn for a moment, gave him a small chirp in greeting, and then went right back to ignoring him.
In her workroom, Cazan was still obliviously working away on the tooling, trying to make sure she got as many of the little details in with her knife as she could of the two dragons sunning together on their ledge. There was a soft thud somewhere of a plate setting down and without thinking she began to wind down on her work, finishing up the part she was on and giving the rest a quick glance before turning and spotting T'ryn. There was a lurch in her chest and a knot in her stomach but before she could even say anything he had his arms around her and she melted against him with a soft sigh.
"I missed you too," she said hoarsely. After clearing her throat she very gently pushed him away, hands still on him as she frowned, the guilt still swirling in her her head. "We should probably talk though. I... I want to say I couldn't help it but I also don't think I fought it as much as I should and I just..." she sighed and gave in to the need to pull her mate back into a tight hug so she could finish her muffled confession. "I had some extra rounds with A'tay after the flight, and I just feel so guilty about it and I'm sorry." She held her breath as she waited for a reaction from T'ryn, her nerves making her imagine terrible scenarios in her head. Not quite sure what was going on, but aware that his master was worried, Sir popped in and neatly landed on her shoulder, glaring around and climbing up onto T'ryn's shoulders to try and get a better look around for any potential danger.
No, she got straight to work. Of course she was making something for T'ryn, because he needed a much better birthday gift than the satchel and document folio she'd already made. Maybe if she also made something for Sy it would help? She could just make a big of a fancy tooled patch showing him and Bedith perhaps that could just snugly latch onto his straps or supplement them perhaps. He was a good dragon after all, devoted to his mate. Definitely not sleeping with that mate's siblings for extra rounds after a flight. She knew it was a silly thought as soon as she had it, but she couldn't help but stew on it. She was almost done with the basic tooling of the panel, though of course it didn't really look exactly like either specific dragon more than it just looked like a pair of generic dragons. But she knew a couple of artists she could try to recruit into adding a bit of paint that she could seal onto the leather with lacquer to really finish it off once she was done with the tooling.
So of course she didn't notice Malvayth's momentary surge of joy that just instantly vanished as the gold hid her emotions and thoughts so she could enthusiastically greet her favorite person and bask in his appreciation for her hard work. Lady even climbed down from her favorite perch atop Mal's head to give the rider a snuggle before retreating back to cuddle with Sir back atop their gold dragon fortress. The little bronze glowered down at T'ryn for a moment, gave him a small chirp in greeting, and then went right back to ignoring him.
In her workroom, Cazan was still obliviously working away on the tooling, trying to make sure she got as many of the little details in with her knife as she could of the two dragons sunning together on their ledge. There was a soft thud somewhere of a plate setting down and without thinking she began to wind down on her work, finishing up the part she was on and giving the rest a quick glance before turning and spotting T'ryn. There was a lurch in her chest and a knot in her stomach but before she could even say anything he had his arms around her and she melted against him with a soft sigh.
"I missed you too," she said hoarsely. After clearing her throat she very gently pushed him away, hands still on him as she frowned, the guilt still swirling in her her head. "We should probably talk though. I... I want to say I couldn't help it but I also don't think I fought it as much as I should and I just..." she sighed and gave in to the need to pull her mate back into a tight hug so she could finish her muffled confession. "I had some extra rounds with A'tay after the flight, and I just feel so guilty about it and I'm sorry." She held her breath as she waited for a reaction from T'ryn, her nerves making her imagine terrible scenarios in her head. Not quite sure what was going on, but aware that his master was worried, Sir popped in and neatly landed on her shoulder, glaring around and climbing up onto T'ryn's shoulders to try and get a better look around for any potential danger.
