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!
26.Dec.12, 01:59 PM
Rhaedalyn sniffled as she got out of bed, convincing herself that it was simply cold out that night and not because she was close to tears again. The dragons were humming and that meant the dragonets would soon be running around looking for their other half. She was still excited since baby dragons were so ridiculously cute – the ones that stumbled a lot were the cutest of them all – but there wasn’t a gold. It was heartbreaking since she had been talked up so much about being a good Candidate for gold and how she’d enjoy the life of a goldrider, but the one she Stood in front of didn’t want her and now there likely wasn’t one about to appear tonight at all. Still, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t go. There was still a chance everyone was wrong and there was even a chance a little green would want her and push aside all the unworthy males to get to her. It wouldn’t be a gold to match her fairy tale ending but at least she would be wanted and Rhaedalyn wanted to be wanted.
She quickly donned her gold Candidate clothes and pulled back her hair, wrapping it up in a bun to make sure not even a strand of a curl would be a hindrance. She fell in behind a few others running from the Barracks to the Sands and Rhaedalyn found herself wondering if any of them would be moving out that night to the Weyrling Barracks. A couple of friends had Impressed in the last clutch and she didn’t see them all that much due to conflicting lessons and dragonets needing a lot of attention and care. It was okay; they’d reconnect eventually. At least she still had V’zire. He was such a shining gem and Rhaedalyn had no idea how she managed to have him in her life. Hopefully he’d be there that night and she could flag him down to stand with her in the wings in case a golden hide shone in the moonlight.
As the others moved onto the Sands to wait, Rhaedalyn turned toward the goldriders, greeting them cordially with a little curtsey. It was only after she addressed the women that she noticed S’kef and her eyes went huge in momentary panic. He was acting Weyrleader! She should have greeted him first! “Good morning! G-good night? I hope you’re well Acting Weyrleader S’kef,” She gave a deep and long curtsey to make up for her slight and to show her respect. It also helped to compose herself before risking another glance at the man. He matched well the ideal of ‘tall, dark, and handsome’ and exuded so much confidence that it was kind of sexy! But there was danger underneath it all and while that definitely scared her, she couldn’t deny the appeal that brought about as well. “My well wishes to Tyrrisath and Krypth as well!” A small smile and she was quickly excusing herself to go stand with the other women put on standby for the appearance of gold.
She was so embarrassed!
She quickly donned her gold Candidate clothes and pulled back her hair, wrapping it up in a bun to make sure not even a strand of a curl would be a hindrance. She fell in behind a few others running from the Barracks to the Sands and Rhaedalyn found herself wondering if any of them would be moving out that night to the Weyrling Barracks. A couple of friends had Impressed in the last clutch and she didn’t see them all that much due to conflicting lessons and dragonets needing a lot of attention and care. It was okay; they’d reconnect eventually. At least she still had V’zire. He was such a shining gem and Rhaedalyn had no idea how she managed to have him in her life. Hopefully he’d be there that night and she could flag him down to stand with her in the wings in case a golden hide shone in the moonlight.
As the others moved onto the Sands to wait, Rhaedalyn turned toward the goldriders, greeting them cordially with a little curtsey. It was only after she addressed the women that she noticed S’kef and her eyes went huge in momentary panic. He was acting Weyrleader! She should have greeted him first! “Good morning! G-good night? I hope you’re well Acting Weyrleader S’kef,” She gave a deep and long curtsey to make up for her slight and to show her respect. It also helped to compose herself before risking another glance at the man. He matched well the ideal of ‘tall, dark, and handsome’ and exuded so much confidence that it was kind of sexy! But there was danger underneath it all and while that definitely scared her, she couldn’t deny the appeal that brought about as well. “My well wishes to Tyrrisath and Krypth as well!” A small smile and she was quickly excusing herself to go stand with the other women put on standby for the appearance of gold.
She was so embarrassed!
