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!
30.Aug.13, 10:08 PM
Ayyonth's screech of anger did not go ignored, though the answering screech from Larrikith was fuelled by a mangling of anger and outrage that he had dared deny her, followed by a hiss of fury as Zeianth made his move, the green dragon snapping at his face with a hiss before she relented to hhis grasp, settling into the flight with little more than her usual spunky attitude. Ayyonth was given no more thought, the randy green dismissing him from her thoughts as easily as Zeianth directed their fall.
B'jin gave an angry hiss as he was grabbed from behind by D'hys, swinging his left arm around viciously in a blind attack on his attacker, a movement that was very similar to the snapping attack Larrikith had launched upon Zeianth, before settling into the blue's grasp; B'jin kicked out viciously as he was thrown to the ground, his unseeing aim angled more at D'hys' ankles than anywhere else, before more placidly giving in to the bluerider's win, his touch light and agreeable... mostly.
** lalala **
He was lazy about waking up, now. The familiar sensation that a flight left lingering on the edge of his mind, and the lazy aches in over worked msucles was something that had become familiarly accompanied by R'nd's presence, and there hadn't been much need to flee after a flight for quite some time. Perhaps more time than B'jin was quite prepared to add up and figure out; it wasn't a bad thing, it was just an amount of time that B'jin wasn't quite ready to acknowledge, if only because he was terrified of frightening off R'nd with such information.
Unfortunatley, the way his own body and that of his partner were sprawled was all wrong, and B'jin indrew a sharp breath, struggling with sudden viciousness as he realised he was being pinned down, brown eyes snapping open and wide with terror. One arm was pinned, but the other - his right - came up and gave D'hys a heavy shove, clawing at the bluerider he neither heard the words nor saw the face atop him as he fought to free himself. His breaths came in very short, sudden gasps as he let the claustraphobia wash over him far more effectively than he would otherwise have if he wasn't still struggling to gain complete control of himself post-flight.
The moment D'hys had shifted enough for him to do so, B'jin was skuttling backwards several feet, drawing his knees up and staring at D'hys blankly as he tried to regain control of his breathing, one shaking hand raising to wipe at his face, smearing dirt across his wet cheeks. As his frantic breathing slowed, and reality came trudging back, B'jin breathed through his nose, and continued to stare at D'hys, waiting for a reaction.
B'jin gave an angry hiss as he was grabbed from behind by D'hys, swinging his left arm around viciously in a blind attack on his attacker, a movement that was very similar to the snapping attack Larrikith had launched upon Zeianth, before settling into the blue's grasp; B'jin kicked out viciously as he was thrown to the ground, his unseeing aim angled more at D'hys' ankles than anywhere else, before more placidly giving in to the bluerider's win, his touch light and agreeable... mostly.
** lalala **
He was lazy about waking up, now. The familiar sensation that a flight left lingering on the edge of his mind, and the lazy aches in over worked msucles was something that had become familiarly accompanied by R'nd's presence, and there hadn't been much need to flee after a flight for quite some time. Perhaps more time than B'jin was quite prepared to add up and figure out; it wasn't a bad thing, it was just an amount of time that B'jin wasn't quite ready to acknowledge, if only because he was terrified of frightening off R'nd with such information.
Unfortunatley, the way his own body and that of his partner were sprawled was all wrong, and B'jin indrew a sharp breath, struggling with sudden viciousness as he realised he was being pinned down, brown eyes snapping open and wide with terror. One arm was pinned, but the other - his right - came up and gave D'hys a heavy shove, clawing at the bluerider he neither heard the words nor saw the face atop him as he fought to free himself. His breaths came in very short, sudden gasps as he let the claustraphobia wash over him far more effectively than he would otherwise have if he wasn't still struggling to gain complete control of himself post-flight.
The moment D'hys had shifted enough for him to do so, B'jin was skuttling backwards several feet, drawing his knees up and staring at D'hys blankly as he tried to regain control of his breathing, one shaking hand raising to wipe at his face, smearing dirt across his wet cheeks. As his frantic breathing slowed, and reality came trudging back, B'jin breathed through his nose, and continued to stare at D'hys, waiting for a reaction.
