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!
02.Nov.16, 11:33 PM
Indivara shrieked in outrage when R’vi took off towards the beach with no warning or proper sportmansship, leaving the short legged girl to flounder in the chest-deep water. Taking a breath, Indivara dived under and swam strongly for the shore; she wasn’t the best swimmer among her friends, but she wasn’t about to drown any time soon, either. Reaching the shallows, she bound through the water until she could pelt up the beach. The only thing that saved R’vi from being the centre point of a kicked up sand storm was the fact that he had the bubbly pie in hand. Indivara glowered instead.
“You cheated,” she informed him primly, her tone indicating she expected nothing less of her companion but she was still clearly disgusted that he’d lived up to her low expectations of him. Ignoring him for a few moments, Indivara dug up a towel and roughly dried her hair before she pulled on a shirt, one that was clearly V’ler’s, and folded the towel to sit upon. Indivara took a fork from her friend with great dignity before stabbing it into the pie with vengeance.
“Happy birthday, Venseth!” Shoving the forkful into her mouth, Indivara enjoyed it for a few moments before speaking through her full mouth. “Your birfday cahk is d’lish’s.”
Charming. Venseth drawled. He might not feel the same way about a human speaking with a mouthful of food as a human might, but he was no less aware of the fact that it was hardly a ladylike thing to do. Or even a polite one. After a small pause, the blue dragon continued, having made his way up the beach with prancing steps to find a sunny spot not far away. I hope you are prepared to come hunting with me after you are done here. I want to enjoy my own birthday treat.
“If you want,” Indivara shrugged, digging up more pie with her fork before glancing at R’vi. “Wanna bring Vydoriath hunting with us? Ven wants his own treat. Where do you want to hunt?” She asked, shoving her fork in her mouth, attention shifting back to her dragon as he wallowed in the hot sand, thankfully far enough away not to spray them with his movements.
We could go night hunting down South, Venseth offered, a mischievous gleam in his eye as he tilted his head to eye off Indivara, having included the girl and both their companions in his statement. The way Indivara lit up indicated the trip South was something the pair did often enough to be comfortable with it, but not as often that it wasn’t a great deal of mischievous fun to do so. It wasn’t that they expected they’d get into trouble, so much as the thrill of hunting by moonlight.
Indivara raised her eyebrows at R’vi in a silent question.
“You cheated,” she informed him primly, her tone indicating she expected nothing less of her companion but she was still clearly disgusted that he’d lived up to her low expectations of him. Ignoring him for a few moments, Indivara dug up a towel and roughly dried her hair before she pulled on a shirt, one that was clearly V’ler’s, and folded the towel to sit upon. Indivara took a fork from her friend with great dignity before stabbing it into the pie with vengeance.
“Happy birthday, Venseth!” Shoving the forkful into her mouth, Indivara enjoyed it for a few moments before speaking through her full mouth. “Your birfday cahk is d’lish’s.”
“If you want,” Indivara shrugged, digging up more pie with her fork before glancing at R’vi. “Wanna bring Vydoriath hunting with us? Ven wants his own treat. Where do you want to hunt?” She asked, shoving her fork in her mouth, attention shifting back to her dragon as he wallowed in the hot sand, thankfully far enough away not to spray them with his movements.
Indivara raised her eyebrows at R’vi in a silent question.
