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!
05.Mar.14, 12:24 PM
She turned to watch the little girl that darted through the weyr with something wooden clutched in her hands. Ameris had no idea what the small little 'brat could be up to as she darted for a group of youngsters with a giant smile on her face. Ameris laughed out loud when she was forced to turn her body this way and that to avoid the crush as the group shot past her with bright, "Hello Ameris!" shouted amongst the giggles. Curious the woman turned and began following them.
What could they possibly be up to? Ameris adored the children of the weyr and loved to be around them, their bright nature tantamount to the fact that they were so very resilient. That the lasting effects of the landslide hadn't dimmed their outlooks on life. It was with them that Ameris had allowed herself to begin the healing process, R'nya's words always in the fore of her mind.
She has been given something special, Mizeath told her as she landed next to the woman. The gold had spent much of the morning doing some solo hunting, her independence showing as she demanded to be allowed to do so alone.
"Nosy," Ameris admonished the gold for her comment. She trailed the children, stepping lightly as she listen to the sound of their laughter. Laughter that was slowly becoming louder and louder. She'd obviously found the source of their amusement.
I asked and she was happy to answer, though she did not tell me exactly what was so special, the gold was a little put out by that fact as she walked beside Ameris. "Not to worry dear, I believe I know," she said with a chuckle as she came into sight of Torath and N'kal, the former being used as a jungle gym by the laughing children. N'kal appeared to be carving away at something as she walked closer.
What ever it was it was wooden and small in his big hands. It surprised her that he had the dexterity of movement to accomplish whatever it was he was doing and a giggle escaped her as a small boy used the dragon's backside as a slide. "You are both suckers for a little face, aren't you?" She called as she walked into his sight, Mizeath in tow beside her.
What could they possibly be up to? Ameris adored the children of the weyr and loved to be around them, their bright nature tantamount to the fact that they were so very resilient. That the lasting effects of the landslide hadn't dimmed their outlooks on life. It was with them that Ameris had allowed herself to begin the healing process, R'nya's words always in the fore of her mind.
"Nosy," Ameris admonished the gold for her comment. She trailed the children, stepping lightly as she listen to the sound of their laughter. Laughter that was slowly becoming louder and louder. She'd obviously found the source of their amusement.
What ever it was it was wooden and small in his big hands. It surprised her that he had the dexterity of movement to accomplish whatever it was he was doing and a giggle escaped her as a small boy used the dragon's backside as a slide. "You are both suckers for a little face, aren't you?" She called as she walked into his sight, Mizeath in tow beside her.
