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!
09.Jul.13, 04:21 PM
A nearly overwhelming urge to wrap herself in the safety of R'nya shimmered through Ameris as the man carefully placed his hands on her shoulders, accompanied by a gentle squeeze. An urge she did not act upon. Instead the woman raised a hand to give one of his just as gentle a squeeze, "You're a good man, R'nya." And he was. He took such good care of the girls that were a part of his little group and it was something Ameris had always looked on with favor.
She grimaced lightly as he moved away to seat himself beside her once more, declaring most of them lovely girls. "I'm sure they are. I just.." she shook her head. She couldn't decide if she was just to shy - which wasn't the case - or if she was afraid of those other girls. If she had bothered to actually reflect on her feelings she would find that fear was something that she carried deep inside, but she refused to delve that deep within herself.
She couldn't contain the full throated laugh that spilled forth at his suggestion of play dates and match making. Eyes bright with laughter and mirth, she looked at him and said, "Rislan has his own ideas about match making. The little heathen has it in his child mind that he will marry Kahleena one day." Not to mention it was always so hard to get the youngster to engage in play with those of his own age group. The sturdy little boy was much happier digging in the dirt or rolling about the floor with Mud than actually playing with the other kids of the creche.
She grimaced lightly as he moved away to seat himself beside her once more, declaring most of them lovely girls. "I'm sure they are. I just.." she shook her head. She couldn't decide if she was just to shy - which wasn't the case - or if she was afraid of those other girls. If she had bothered to actually reflect on her feelings she would find that fear was something that she carried deep inside, but she refused to delve that deep within herself.
She couldn't contain the full throated laugh that spilled forth at his suggestion of play dates and match making. Eyes bright with laughter and mirth, she looked at him and said, "Rislan has his own ideas about match making. The little heathen has it in his child mind that he will marry Kahleena one day." Not to mention it was always so hard to get the youngster to engage in play with those of his own age group. The sturdy little boy was much happier digging in the dirt or rolling about the floor with Mud than actually playing with the other kids of the creche.
