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!
24.Jun.13, 07:04 AM
The sight of the recognisable blue wings, even in the darkness, sent a thrill of relief through Indivara before the girl choked out a strangled sound as another contraction wracked through her petite build. The girl clung to the door frame as V’ler strode over, teas on her cheeks as she gasped for breath, fearing the next moment it would be stolen from her. “K-kryp-pth did,” Indivara stuttered, slowly standing a little more solidly as the pain faded away for a few moments. Taking a deep breath in, Indivara lifted pale, accusing eyes to stare at Valerian.
It had taken a lot of work – mostly in the math department, an area that Indivara was not at all skilled – in order to put together who was at fault for the growing monster in her belly. The girl’s frequent flightmoth habits had made it that much more difficult, but there had been a final clue in it all. Even if Indivara had failed spectacularly at the mathematics, all bar one of the men she had ‘mothed with had taken her on a quick trip between to avoid what it was that she was currently entangled in. Her post-flight exploits with Valerian had not.
So concluding, Indivara had opted to keep the information to herself. She wasn’t quite sure what to make of it herself, and it made her uncomfortable in a whole additional way. It was bad enough that everyone could see she was pregnant; she wasn’t sure how she would be able to cope with everyone knowing who was at fault for it, too! Additionally, Indivara wasn’t quite sure how to make the most of punishing Valerian for his horribleness. Obviously, it was a ploy to make her life even more miserable, and that irked the girl. Until she figured out how to turn it around to make him suitably miserable, Indivara wasn’t prepared to share the details with anyone.
That moment, the girl decided, was the perfect moment, and she snarled softly under her breath as she staggered forward. Shoving both hands solidly into his chest with all the vicious intent she could put into such a childish move, Indivara bemoaned her lack of ability to throw a punch in her current state. She had learned a couple months earlier that it was not a good idea to throw punches when she was not quite capable of holding her balance well. “This is all your fault!”
Pulling back a little, small hands curled into fists and Indivara pummelled them against Valerian’s chest, repeating the last two words in an increasingly high octave until the next contraction hit, startling her and ruining the second word halfway through. She staggered, suddenly changing from attacking the bluerider to clinging to him desperately with fists full of shirt lest she topple to the ground – she was quite sure she’d never be able to stand again if that happened! – and burst into tears just as Ryvian came around the corner, babbling something that was meant to be ‘it hurts!’ though the word was slaughtered by both tears and the deep need to breathe.
It had taken a lot of work – mostly in the math department, an area that Indivara was not at all skilled – in order to put together who was at fault for the growing monster in her belly. The girl’s frequent flightmoth habits had made it that much more difficult, but there had been a final clue in it all. Even if Indivara had failed spectacularly at the mathematics, all bar one of the men she had ‘mothed with had taken her on a quick trip between to avoid what it was that she was currently entangled in. Her post-flight exploits with Valerian had not.
So concluding, Indivara had opted to keep the information to herself. She wasn’t quite sure what to make of it herself, and it made her uncomfortable in a whole additional way. It was bad enough that everyone could see she was pregnant; she wasn’t sure how she would be able to cope with everyone knowing who was at fault for it, too! Additionally, Indivara wasn’t quite sure how to make the most of punishing Valerian for his horribleness. Obviously, it was a ploy to make her life even more miserable, and that irked the girl. Until she figured out how to turn it around to make him suitably miserable, Indivara wasn’t prepared to share the details with anyone.
That moment, the girl decided, was the perfect moment, and she snarled softly under her breath as she staggered forward. Shoving both hands solidly into his chest with all the vicious intent she could put into such a childish move, Indivara bemoaned her lack of ability to throw a punch in her current state. She had learned a couple months earlier that it was not a good idea to throw punches when she was not quite capable of holding her balance well. “This is all your fault!”
Pulling back a little, small hands curled into fists and Indivara pummelled them against Valerian’s chest, repeating the last two words in an increasingly high octave until the next contraction hit, startling her and ruining the second word halfway through. She staggered, suddenly changing from attacking the bluerider to clinging to him desperately with fists full of shirt lest she topple to the ground – she was quite sure she’d never be able to stand again if that happened! – and burst into tears just as Ryvian came around the corner, babbling something that was meant to be ‘it hurts!’ though the word was slaughtered by both tears and the deep need to breathe.
