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!
03.Dec.12, 11:18 AM
Rhaedalyn didn’t have any idea what was going on. There was a very angry dragon screeching aloud but also in her head. That alone was enough to cause the young woman to panic since she had only ever had a couple of dragons quietly enter her mind so to have one screaming bloody murder with enough conviction that she felt like she was the one about to be swallowed whole scared the daylight out of her. From her spot at the table in the Dining Hall, she watched as riders seemed distracted by dealing with their dragons who must have been just as scared as she was and everyone else just seem to be in panic mode. There were whisperings that the Weyrleader was dying! That couldn’t be true, he was old, that was a truth no one could argue, but he seemed healthy and well-liked. Even she had come to like the man and the decisions he made! Well, most. The rule about having to have a child before Impressing didn’t sit well with her but that was because she was waiting for her one true love to sweep her off her feet. Anyway, it didn’t seem possible, but the chaos couldn’t be for any other reason.
The fact that she had the little firelizard that should have been Mevrit’s but her friend didn’t want it so the blue Impressed to her, was panicking in circles above her head wasn’t helping any. Her adorable Muffin – so named after quite the lengthy process of elimination – was flying just out of reach and the short girl was bouncing on her tippy toes to reach him, calling for the flit to come down and relax. It was hard to tell him that when she herself was panicked but she did notice some of the older riders didn’t seem too bothered by the commotion. S’kef didn’t seem bothered at all. She didn’t know too much about him and wasn’t sure if he would be okay with a girl approaching him for advice and information. She worried her lower lip as she watched the brownrider with his mate and finally decided to leave him alone. The glance J’ver sent her also sent a shiver down her spine and Rhaedalyn couldn’t decide if he would even allow her near S’kef anyway.
“Muffin!” Rhaedalyn called again, running around a table now as the firelizard decided he was now calming down but playing chase was a fun game. It helped her as well, since she wasn’t thinking about Ronarth or the Weyrleader but when her classmates started to pour into the Hall along with B’jin, everything came back to her. Finally either Muffin grew bored or was in a kind mood, the firelizard landed on the table and Rhaedalyn scooped him up, hugging him tight to her chest. At least he liked cuddling! That was good; she needed cuddles right then as she weaved her way through the crowd to the greenrider and his handsome mate. It had taken time to get used to homosexual lovers but when she looked at B’jin and R’nd, how could anyone deny them love and happiness? She was an easy convert from Hold to Weyr life and Rhaedalyn almost blushed at the intrusion she was making and the gaze R’nd turned on her. Why was he so hot?!
“Weyrlingmaster B’jin! Everything’s going to be okay, right?” Hazel eyes widened and were round with fear but also hope. Everything had to be okay! Rhaedalyn wasn’t sure she could handle another dragon’s passing and D’ren was their leader!
The fact that she had the little firelizard that should have been Mevrit’s but her friend didn’t want it so the blue Impressed to her, was panicking in circles above her head wasn’t helping any. Her adorable Muffin – so named after quite the lengthy process of elimination – was flying just out of reach and the short girl was bouncing on her tippy toes to reach him, calling for the flit to come down and relax. It was hard to tell him that when she herself was panicked but she did notice some of the older riders didn’t seem too bothered by the commotion. S’kef didn’t seem bothered at all. She didn’t know too much about him and wasn’t sure if he would be okay with a girl approaching him for advice and information. She worried her lower lip as she watched the brownrider with his mate and finally decided to leave him alone. The glance J’ver sent her also sent a shiver down her spine and Rhaedalyn couldn’t decide if he would even allow her near S’kef anyway.
“Muffin!” Rhaedalyn called again, running around a table now as the firelizard decided he was now calming down but playing chase was a fun game. It helped her as well, since she wasn’t thinking about Ronarth or the Weyrleader but when her classmates started to pour into the Hall along with B’jin, everything came back to her. Finally either Muffin grew bored or was in a kind mood, the firelizard landed on the table and Rhaedalyn scooped him up, hugging him tight to her chest. At least he liked cuddling! That was good; she needed cuddles right then as she weaved her way through the crowd to the greenrider and his handsome mate. It had taken time to get used to homosexual lovers but when she looked at B’jin and R’nd, how could anyone deny them love and happiness? She was an easy convert from Hold to Weyr life and Rhaedalyn almost blushed at the intrusion she was making and the gaze R’nd turned on her. Why was he so hot?!
“Weyrlingmaster B’jin! Everything’s going to be okay, right?” Hazel eyes widened and were round with fear but also hope. Everything had to be okay! Rhaedalyn wasn’t sure she could handle another dragon’s passing and D’ren was their leader!
