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!
10.Jun.22, 04:26 PM
Cantering along the main path outside the Weyr brought a sense of peace the young hunter had missed since leaving home. He’d missed the wilderness, and even if this wasn’t the same one that he knew, it still hit all the main strokes he knew. Even if he’d never traveled the many trails here, Chir was gifted with an excellent sense of direction and had no fear going forward even when Caz voiced her concern for getting lost. He’d make sure they got back safely!
They didn’t make it far before Caz murmured a quiet oh no that was immediately followed by an echoing screech. Chir’s gelding tossed his head and danced with alarm at the sudden sound before settling under the boy’s soft hand along his broad neck. Rather than trying to forge forward, Chir slowed the horse and turned him in tight circles so he wouldn’t be tempted to bolt.
He managed the arrival of Malvayth with less expertise as his mount tossed his rear in a quick buck of protest, encouraged by the mare’s shared terror as the golden dragon landed heavily nearby. Chir shushed the wide-eyed gelding to the best of his ability while forcing more circles so he couldn’t straighten out for a proper buck. He was still working on calming the gelding when he heard Mal’s voice as she inquired about him.
No, he replied with a grin. Not a horse. I’m Chironhes. Or just Chir. Easy though, you’ve really startled them. Chir took another few moments to regain the gelding’s attention and finally encouraged him to stand, albeit with a furiously flicking tail.
As for Chirp, the little firelizard let out a series of trills meant as greetings to Malvayth. She hopped up to perch all the way on her boy’s head, balancing with her sharp nails digging into Chir’s scalp for purchase.
The gelding tossed his head wildly again and Chir tended as he felt the horse gathering himself into a half-hearted rear before Malvayth voiced her discontent with not being the preferred mount. I promise, it’s not meant as a sleight against you, Chir hoped to soothe. Apparently, even dragons got jealous! They’ve been stuck in their stalls for a while is all. It’s nice to get out from time to time, yeah?
However, apparently dragons could also be more stubborn and set in their ways! Chir struggled to bite back his smile at the way Caz relented to the gold’s will. He shook his head in reassurance when Caz apologized for their trip cut short. He would simply have to convince Sironar to come riding with him later!
The horses settled quickly in the dragon’s absence and were more than eager to return to the safety of their stalls. Chir gave the gelding his head and indulged in a quick race back to the gate. Dismounting, he removed the saddle and set it aside after returning the horse to his stall, followed shortly by the bridle. As the ride had been short, there was little need to clean the tack, but the boy still ran a curry comb across the horse and checked everywhere for any injuries, including lifting each of his hooves with a meticulous eye for detail.
Chir poked his head out to see Caz had already done the same for her mare, splitting the work to be done before they could go on. Digging in his pocket, he pulled out another few sugar cubes for both horses only for Chirp to skitter down and steal one before retreating to his shoulders.
Tack returned, Chir spread his arm in indication for Caz to now lead the way.
They didn’t make it far before Caz murmured a quiet oh no that was immediately followed by an echoing screech. Chir’s gelding tossed his head and danced with alarm at the sudden sound before settling under the boy’s soft hand along his broad neck. Rather than trying to forge forward, Chir slowed the horse and turned him in tight circles so he wouldn’t be tempted to bolt.
He managed the arrival of Malvayth with less expertise as his mount tossed his rear in a quick buck of protest, encouraged by the mare’s shared terror as the golden dragon landed heavily nearby. Chir shushed the wide-eyed gelding to the best of his ability while forcing more circles so he couldn’t straighten out for a proper buck. He was still working on calming the gelding when he heard Mal’s voice as she inquired about him.
No, he replied with a grin. Not a horse. I’m Chironhes. Or just Chir. Easy though, you’ve really startled them. Chir took another few moments to regain the gelding’s attention and finally encouraged him to stand, albeit with a furiously flicking tail.
As for Chirp, the little firelizard let out a series of trills meant as greetings to Malvayth. She hopped up to perch all the way on her boy’s head, balancing with her sharp nails digging into Chir’s scalp for purchase.
The gelding tossed his head wildly again and Chir tended as he felt the horse gathering himself into a half-hearted rear before Malvayth voiced her discontent with not being the preferred mount. I promise, it’s not meant as a sleight against you, Chir hoped to soothe. Apparently, even dragons got jealous! They’ve been stuck in their stalls for a while is all. It’s nice to get out from time to time, yeah?
However, apparently dragons could also be more stubborn and set in their ways! Chir struggled to bite back his smile at the way Caz relented to the gold’s will. He shook his head in reassurance when Caz apologized for their trip cut short. He would simply have to convince Sironar to come riding with him later!
The horses settled quickly in the dragon’s absence and were more than eager to return to the safety of their stalls. Chir gave the gelding his head and indulged in a quick race back to the gate. Dismounting, he removed the saddle and set it aside after returning the horse to his stall, followed shortly by the bridle. As the ride had been short, there was little need to clean the tack, but the boy still ran a curry comb across the horse and checked everywhere for any injuries, including lifting each of his hooves with a meticulous eye for detail.
Chir poked his head out to see Caz had already done the same for her mare, splitting the work to be done before they could go on. Digging in his pocket, he pulled out another few sugar cubes for both horses only for Chirp to skitter down and steal one before retreating to his shoulders.
Tack returned, Chir spread his arm in indication for Caz to now lead the way.
