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!
04.Sep.13, 01:41 AM
Morith had been listening in on Arddra's thoughts to make sure she was doing alright during the bathing lesson and was surprised to catch the realization that Arddra's feelings towards him ran so deeply. The bronze was gratified beyond words and simply crooned softly at her, turning his head to regard her with bright blue eyes. He said nothing but sent his feelings back to her quietly, letting her know that she was appreciated and wanted, both at Katila and by him and V'riy.
Observing his dragon and Arddra, V'riy said privately to his bronze, I will be sad when she has her own dragon to fuss over, though I will be happy that she will have what you and I have together. Not every dragon and rider are well-matched, but she is sure to have a strong and steadfast bond when she Impresses, the rider said with approval. Morith softly rumbled his agreement as he lifted his left foreleg in the air for his rider to scrub, indicating that V'riy should keep his attention on the task at hand.
V'riy smiled fondly at Morith and nodded to him. "Don't worry, I'm on it," he chuckled as he attacked the proffered limb. He was barely winded at all and motioned for Arddra to have a seat on the soft grass covering the hill behind them. "Why don't you relax for a few moments and then we can get you up on his back when I'm done with this side. Since this is your first time, you're really going to be sore later on," he said matter-of-factly. "One of the reasons I wanted to have you help bathe him is so that you'll have a chance to use those muscles of yours," he said, grinning at the girl.
Turning back to Morith, he hummed the teaching ballad as he continued to faithfully scrub his bronze's hide, pausing now and then to examine his work. In his mind, he had broken the bronze's body into quadrants and during these pauses he would step back to take stock of his progress. As he leaned forward to continue his task, he seemed to forget Arddra's presence, so focused was he on diligently scrubbing his beloved bronze. His humming evolved gradually into singing and the girl was able to hear the rider's pleasant tenor voice, a rarity that he consciously tried to hide.
Catching the sound of her moving behind him, his voice caught in his throat and he turned to her with a sheepish look. He raised an arm, running a hand through his hair as he glanced upward, checking the position of the sun. "We've still got a bit of time before midday, and I did promise you a picnic. Just grab the brush and join in again when you're ready," the bronzerider instructed with a friendly smile of encouragement before turning back again to tend to Morith, who was now almost entirely scrubbed on his left side. "The wings do require a bit of extra attention, though really they tend to be the first thing I focus on when I examine him. It's easier to miss something on an area that's not as prominent. I'll show you how to climb up on him properly. And don't worry; if you fall, I'll catch you."
Observing his dragon and Arddra, V'riy said privately to his bronze, I will be sad when she has her own dragon to fuss over, though I will be happy that she will have what you and I have together. Not every dragon and rider are well-matched, but she is sure to have a strong and steadfast bond when she Impresses, the rider said with approval. Morith softly rumbled his agreement as he lifted his left foreleg in the air for his rider to scrub, indicating that V'riy should keep his attention on the task at hand.
V'riy smiled fondly at Morith and nodded to him. "Don't worry, I'm on it," he chuckled as he attacked the proffered limb. He was barely winded at all and motioned for Arddra to have a seat on the soft grass covering the hill behind them. "Why don't you relax for a few moments and then we can get you up on his back when I'm done with this side. Since this is your first time, you're really going to be sore later on," he said matter-of-factly. "One of the reasons I wanted to have you help bathe him is so that you'll have a chance to use those muscles of yours," he said, grinning at the girl.
Turning back to Morith, he hummed the teaching ballad as he continued to faithfully scrub his bronze's hide, pausing now and then to examine his work. In his mind, he had broken the bronze's body into quadrants and during these pauses he would step back to take stock of his progress. As he leaned forward to continue his task, he seemed to forget Arddra's presence, so focused was he on diligently scrubbing his beloved bronze. His humming evolved gradually into singing and the girl was able to hear the rider's pleasant tenor voice, a rarity that he consciously tried to hide.
Catching the sound of her moving behind him, his voice caught in his throat and he turned to her with a sheepish look. He raised an arm, running a hand through his hair as he glanced upward, checking the position of the sun. "We've still got a bit of time before midday, and I did promise you a picnic. Just grab the brush and join in again when you're ready," the bronzerider instructed with a friendly smile of encouragement before turning back again to tend to Morith, who was now almost entirely scrubbed on his left side. "The wings do require a bit of extra attention, though really they tend to be the first thing I focus on when I examine him. It's easier to miss something on an area that's not as prominent. I'll show you how to climb up on him properly. And don't worry; if you fall, I'll catch you."
