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!
22.May.12, 03:45 AM
Grith gave a little whine as she was shoved in the nose, watching the box almost disappear under Indivara's arm. She scratched at the ground anxiously, Indivara wouldn't keep the paints away from her would she? She only just brought them out! They were still in the box it had been such a short time since they had been fetched.
At least Indivara stayed and even showed her the colours! Grith crooned, staring at each pot as it was held up before her. Some of them showed the tell tale marks of love, with dried paint spilt all down the outside and around the rims of the pots. It was these Grith stared at most excitedly, they were clearly the best colours if they were so loved! Right? When the young girl stared at her Grith tilted her head, confused. Her finger wagging confused Grith even more, causing her to bark loudly and whine again. Ra what are you doing? She whined, though there wasn't much time for Indivara to really respond, the Green's eyes flashing through yellow and back to pink in seconds once she saw the orange paint.
When Indivara moved closer and began to trace lines on her face Grith gave a little shiver, the paint was cool on her hide and well, this was exciting! She soon fell still, or at least, her face and neck were like a rock while her tail swished back and forth. It was moving so quickly it was almost a blur, like she had channelled all her excitement down into it so that she wouldn't disrupt Indivara's painting. She didn't really notice the silence from Indivara as she was giving off a deep, throaty hum that would have at least partially drowned out anything she would have said anyway. The sound wasn't like the vibrations one heard at a hatching, but was some semblance of a tune. What tune it was, who knew, most likely one that Grith had fabricated to keep herself amused in the middle of the night.
The arrival of Indivara's younger brother startled Grith a bit, she had been so absorbed in her humming and trying to look at the streaks Indivara was applying to her face. Her wings twitched in response but she fell, relatively, still again as he set to work on her wing. It was a strange sensation and probably not the safest to have a four year old slapping heavy hands onto such a delicate area but Grith certainly didn't have the sense of mind to guide him elsewhere. Not to mention she kind of liked it! It was like a massage.
Huffing a little as Indivara switched paints Grith raised her head for a moment, swinging it around to inspect her wing. She trilled, it was gorgeous! But there were only two painting her! They would never get done today! Laying her head back down to receive the blue streaks she pondered for a moment. Rin should join us! She decided, announcing this to both Indivara and her brother. It would serve as a warning of course, Grith wasn't a sensitive Green and even if she were there was no way she would go about it quietly.
[b]RIN! RIIIIIIIIIIIN! RIN COME PLAY![b]
Her voice pounded through the Weyr, managing to rouse Par'a for a few moments, just long enough to spit filthy curses and roll over. Hopefully Kerrin was actually in Katila, otherwise Grith would go screaming louder and louder until she reached him, wherever he was.
Now he can. :|
At least Indivara stayed and even showed her the colours! Grith crooned, staring at each pot as it was held up before her. Some of them showed the tell tale marks of love, with dried paint spilt all down the outside and around the rims of the pots. It was these Grith stared at most excitedly, they were clearly the best colours if they were so loved! Right? When the young girl stared at her Grith tilted her head, confused. Her finger wagging confused Grith even more, causing her to bark loudly and whine again. Ra what are you doing? She whined, though there wasn't much time for Indivara to really respond, the Green's eyes flashing through yellow and back to pink in seconds once she saw the orange paint.
When Indivara moved closer and began to trace lines on her face Grith gave a little shiver, the paint was cool on her hide and well, this was exciting! She soon fell still, or at least, her face and neck were like a rock while her tail swished back and forth. It was moving so quickly it was almost a blur, like she had channelled all her excitement down into it so that she wouldn't disrupt Indivara's painting. She didn't really notice the silence from Indivara as she was giving off a deep, throaty hum that would have at least partially drowned out anything she would have said anyway. The sound wasn't like the vibrations one heard at a hatching, but was some semblance of a tune. What tune it was, who knew, most likely one that Grith had fabricated to keep herself amused in the middle of the night.
The arrival of Indivara's younger brother startled Grith a bit, she had been so absorbed in her humming and trying to look at the streaks Indivara was applying to her face. Her wings twitched in response but she fell, relatively, still again as he set to work on her wing. It was a strange sensation and probably not the safest to have a four year old slapping heavy hands onto such a delicate area but Grith certainly didn't have the sense of mind to guide him elsewhere. Not to mention she kind of liked it! It was like a massage.
Huffing a little as Indivara switched paints Grith raised her head for a moment, swinging it around to inspect her wing. She trilled, it was gorgeous! But there were only two painting her! They would never get done today! Laying her head back down to receive the blue streaks she pondered for a moment. Rin should join us! She decided, announcing this to both Indivara and her brother. It would serve as a warning of course, Grith wasn't a sensitive Green and even if she were there was no way she would go about it quietly.
[b]RIN! RIIIIIIIIIIIN! RIN COME PLAY![b]
Her voice pounded through the Weyr, managing to rouse Par'a for a few moments, just long enough to spit filthy curses and roll over. Hopefully Kerrin was actually in Katila, otherwise Grith would go screaming louder and louder until she reached him, wherever he was.
Now he can. :|
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