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!
06.Dec.13, 03:37 PM
He groaned awake at the thunder outside - or was it in his head? - and cursed the rain yet again. It hadn't let up since the beginning of last month and the disgustingness of it made him cringe. The thunder sounded again and B'sen crawled from his warm bed intent on something. What he had no idea. Maybe some fruit. Maybe some klah. He didn't know. He cocked a head listening for Lith over the sound but the green was oddly quiet. Li- and his thought was cut short as the thunder finally hit his hut, slamming him into a wall that quickly collapsed, and filling his hut with wet sticky mud.
[lith]B'SEN![/lith] screeched through his battered and torn mind. He could hear the scrabble of claws above him as the mud pressed down on him. Something was broken and he coughed, mud filling his mouth. He tried to cough it out but to now avail. [lith]B'SEN![/lith] Lith shrieked again. How long had he been buried? Minutes? Hours? It seemed like an eternity. His brow furrowed at the minute touch of light - though dimmed it was - and the tiny chill of the air against his fingers.
Lith…. he moaned, get me out. Lith screamed as she tossed more mud and muck behind her, [lith]Trying.. Trying…[/lith] she muttered. The dragon knew something was wrong. She had nearly panicked herself between when the mud had first hit, but the soft and tenuous link to B'sen had stayed her course. She could feel the pain of her rider and she desperately flung more mud. She had to get him out. Had to. What would she be without B'sen? She would not be without B'sen. She had to get him out. There! A hand. A B'sen hand. Furiously she dug about that hand, talons scrapping against the rock that had come down with the mud. A shoulder and a head and finally she could see his precious face.
He coughed the mud from his mouth and gulped the clean air that flowed around his face. "Something's broken, Lith," he whispered and coughed again, "Something's broken." The mud had crushed his chest and snapped most of his ribs. A shard had punctured his lung and his broken sternum pressed deeply against the muscle of his heart. Coughing wracked his body, one lung attempting to breath for both, as Lith pulled him from the muck. He could feel the warmth of blood as it trickled at the corner of his mouth and he knew he was lost.
"Take us home, Lith. Take us home," and he shuddered as Lith gingerly cradled him in her paws. Her lift off would be awkward as she cradled the man who was hers against her chest. [lith]Home. We'll go home and we'll be fine,[/lith] she said on a long moaning keen and the cold of between was fleeting as the life drained from the dark haired man and his dragon.
The little green firelizard knew nothing of the mud. Knew nothing of death really, all she knew was her friends were gone. Nothing held her here, nothing that would feed her would come. The little green firelizard, known as Bounce screeched in anger at her missing friends and blinked between. She would find new friends!
And thus comes the end of a chapter.
[lith]B'SEN![/lith] screeched through his battered and torn mind. He could hear the scrabble of claws above him as the mud pressed down on him. Something was broken and he coughed, mud filling his mouth. He tried to cough it out but to now avail. [lith]B'SEN![/lith] Lith shrieked again. How long had he been buried? Minutes? Hours? It seemed like an eternity. His brow furrowed at the minute touch of light - though dimmed it was - and the tiny chill of the air against his fingers.
Lith…. he moaned, get me out. Lith screamed as she tossed more mud and muck behind her, [lith]Trying.. Trying…[/lith] she muttered. The dragon knew something was wrong. She had nearly panicked herself between when the mud had first hit, but the soft and tenuous link to B'sen had stayed her course. She could feel the pain of her rider and she desperately flung more mud. She had to get him out. Had to. What would she be without B'sen? She would not be without B'sen. She had to get him out. There! A hand. A B'sen hand. Furiously she dug about that hand, talons scrapping against the rock that had come down with the mud. A shoulder and a head and finally she could see his precious face.
He coughed the mud from his mouth and gulped the clean air that flowed around his face. "Something's broken, Lith," he whispered and coughed again, "Something's broken." The mud had crushed his chest and snapped most of his ribs. A shard had punctured his lung and his broken sternum pressed deeply against the muscle of his heart. Coughing wracked his body, one lung attempting to breath for both, as Lith pulled him from the muck. He could feel the warmth of blood as it trickled at the corner of his mouth and he knew he was lost.
"Take us home, Lith. Take us home," and he shuddered as Lith gingerly cradled him in her paws. Her lift off would be awkward as she cradled the man who was hers against her chest. [lith]Home. We'll go home and we'll be fine,[/lith] she said on a long moaning keen and the cold of between was fleeting as the life drained from the dark haired man and his dragon.
The little green firelizard knew nothing of the mud. Knew nothing of death really, all she knew was her friends were gone. Nothing held her here, nothing that would feed her would come. The little green firelizard, known as Bounce screeched in anger at her missing friends and blinked between. She would find new friends!
And thus comes the end of a chapter.
Lith never speaks to another human but her rider
