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!
22.Oct.12, 05:41 AM
The tiny green gave a shriek of delight as the males took to wing behind her, the little dragon threading through the air like a streak of mossy emerald - a jewel worth more than any of those tailing her would ever be worth! Larrikith shrieked disdainfully at them, eyes swirling viciously. As if any were worthy of she!
Larrikith twisted in the air, twirling into a roll and dropping several lengths as she eyed off those tailing her like a pack of panting dogs. None of them worthy! None! Only Ayyonth - her beautiful, magnificent, precious blue - was good enough for she! But he was down on the ground, giving freedom of this win to another. She gave a croon, eyes set on the form of Veeth as the young dragon came ever after her, strong of wing and solid of mind and sweet, ever so sweet! He would be properly humbled by a win with such as she! Larrikith righted herself, and shot off in another direction, unwilling just yet to be captured by the young blue. Not yet, not just yet!
B'jin pelted through the Weyr, eyes blinded by the sights which Larrikith was seeing, desires mixing with hers until there was only the need to flee before those that came behind him, uncaring about where he ended up so long as the capture was not before its time. Thoughts of R'nd and Valerian fought for dominance within his mind, but lurking under them and threatening to overwhelm was the lingering effect of S'kef, the brownrider's presence lingering around him even as the greenrider crashed through a door, flinging it back behind him - someone cursed - before pelting down a hall.
High, with the wind lending strength to her flight, Larrikith finally flared her wings wide, bugling her desires as she toppled backwards and into the pack of dragons behind her, her intent clearly marked upon the Weyrling blue, eyes locked on the youngster as she angled to end up in his grip... Only to be snatched away before she made it. A shriek of pure rage ripped from her throat as the green dragon struggled viciously against the capturing grip of the brown that had made her his. Hissing, the green attempted to bite, the only weapon she had in her current position.
B'jin threw himself into a room, crowing with success as he spun on his heels in the enter of the room, expecting to find himself faced with the rider of the blue weyrling; instead, the sudden snatching of his dragon had him hiss in outrage, throwing himself backwards as he attempted to escape the crushing grip he found himself in. Teeth bared, biting unapologetically and viciously wherever they could land while hands lashed - fingers curled and clawing.
Larrikith twisted in the air, twirling into a roll and dropping several lengths as she eyed off those tailing her like a pack of panting dogs. None of them worthy! None! Only Ayyonth - her beautiful, magnificent, precious blue - was good enough for she! But he was down on the ground, giving freedom of this win to another. She gave a croon, eyes set on the form of Veeth as the young dragon came ever after her, strong of wing and solid of mind and sweet, ever so sweet! He would be properly humbled by a win with such as she! Larrikith righted herself, and shot off in another direction, unwilling just yet to be captured by the young blue. Not yet, not just yet!
B'jin pelted through the Weyr, eyes blinded by the sights which Larrikith was seeing, desires mixing with hers until there was only the need to flee before those that came behind him, uncaring about where he ended up so long as the capture was not before its time. Thoughts of R'nd and Valerian fought for dominance within his mind, but lurking under them and threatening to overwhelm was the lingering effect of S'kef, the brownrider's presence lingering around him even as the greenrider crashed through a door, flinging it back behind him - someone cursed - before pelting down a hall.
High, with the wind lending strength to her flight, Larrikith finally flared her wings wide, bugling her desires as she toppled backwards and into the pack of dragons behind her, her intent clearly marked upon the Weyrling blue, eyes locked on the youngster as she angled to end up in his grip... Only to be snatched away before she made it. A shriek of pure rage ripped from her throat as the green dragon struggled viciously against the capturing grip of the brown that had made her his. Hissing, the green attempted to bite, the only weapon she had in her current position.
B'jin threw himself into a room, crowing with success as he spun on his heels in the enter of the room, expecting to find himself faced with the rider of the blue weyrling; instead, the sudden snatching of his dragon had him hiss in outrage, throwing himself backwards as he attempted to escape the crushing grip he found himself in. Teeth bared, biting unapologetically and viciously wherever they could land while hands lashed - fingers curled and clawing.
