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.Jun.12, 09:45 AM
B'jin's mention of the lashes drew Par'a's eyebrows together, the day they had reinstated lashings had not been a kind one to them. Having seen the swathe of people flocking to B'jin's aid, Par'a had chosen instead to save her own skin and piece of mind and fled the scene. She hadn't even seen the fourth lash.
"Yeah, I remember." She murmured, casting her gaze into her basket, feeling Grith press mentally against her. Pell? She whimpered, sensing her rider's distress. 'I'm alright, love.' Par'a sent, trying to reassure her Green while she pushed the memories away. When silence was returned along their link she turned her attentions back to the two people before her, hopefully it meant Grith was distracted.
"Were you hiding under a rock? They were reinstated over a season ago, publicly." She said to Jazira, an eyebrow curving up in disbelief. Glancing back to B'jin as he continued to speak she laughed, she wasn't stupid. "Sponge baths and back massages hey? So who received and who gave?" She asked slyly, winking at her good friend as she pulled out some preserved fruit from her basket. Sucking the sugary coating off with a seductive gaze aimed at him she quickly ate the piece, proceeding to then lick her fingers slowly and individually.
A shrill screech brought Par'a out of her cheeky ways. "Grith!" She shouted, her face drawing together in irritation and anxiety. The closest set of doors shuddered, they had been closed to keep the light rain that had started out of the hall. "Keep the food! You sharding dragon!" The words echoed back to B'jin as she was on her feet and gone in seconds. Arriving at the doors she yanked them open, the short, plump woman radiating absolute fury.
"What did I tell you about buildings?" She shrieked at the small Green she was faced with. Grith's claws were sunken deep into the door, her eyes whirling yellow and white. You hurt! I have to protect you! Grith pleaded, her pained voice echoing through the minds of everyone nearby. "I am not hurt! I was remembering something!" Groaning she stepped forward, slapping Grith's shoulder and shooting her a dark glare before she set to removing the Green's claws from the door. Able to remove them quickly she led a very sulky Grith away from her latest attempt to ruin the Dining Hall.
"Yeah, I remember." She murmured, casting her gaze into her basket, feeling Grith press mentally against her. Pell? She whimpered, sensing her rider's distress. 'I'm alright, love.' Par'a sent, trying to reassure her Green while she pushed the memories away. When silence was returned along their link she turned her attentions back to the two people before her, hopefully it meant Grith was distracted.
"Were you hiding under a rock? They were reinstated over a season ago, publicly." She said to Jazira, an eyebrow curving up in disbelief. Glancing back to B'jin as he continued to speak she laughed, she wasn't stupid. "Sponge baths and back massages hey? So who received and who gave?" She asked slyly, winking at her good friend as she pulled out some preserved fruit from her basket. Sucking the sugary coating off with a seductive gaze aimed at him she quickly ate the piece, proceeding to then lick her fingers slowly and individually.
A shrill screech brought Par'a out of her cheeky ways. "Grith!" She shouted, her face drawing together in irritation and anxiety. The closest set of doors shuddered, they had been closed to keep the light rain that had started out of the hall. "Keep the food! You sharding dragon!" The words echoed back to B'jin as she was on her feet and gone in seconds. Arriving at the doors she yanked them open, the short, plump woman radiating absolute fury.
"What did I tell you about buildings?" She shrieked at the small Green she was faced with. Grith's claws were sunken deep into the door, her eyes whirling yellow and white. You hurt! I have to protect you! Grith pleaded, her pained voice echoing through the minds of everyone nearby. "I am not hurt! I was remembering something!" Groaning she stepped forward, slapping Grith's shoulder and shooting her a dark glare before she set to removing the Green's claws from the door. Able to remove them quickly she led a very sulky Grith away from her latest attempt to ruin the Dining Hall.
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