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!
21.Mar.19, 09:01 AM
T’bia’s face contorted into an expression of surprise when M’dox offered up reorganising his closet, and big blue eyes followed M’dox’s gaze to peer at the offending location. “Ooh,” T’bia cooed, fumbling to sit up and peer more closely as he scrambled to the end of M’dox’s bed and sat on the edge of it. “I wanna help!” He said, excited. “You have the best clothing!” He added, toppling off the edge of the bed and springing to his feet.
Bouncing across the room, T’bia tripped on at least two pillows but managed to catch himself as he continued on, coming to a springing stop beside what appeared to be the main portion of M’dox’s closet; T’bia didn’t touch, but he did dance on the spot for several moment as he delightedly looked over the assorted clothing and accessories that were not in the closet where social norms dictated they should be – though T’bia didn’t mind that, much. He was rather tidy himself, putting everything away when he’d finished with it – but he rather enjoyed M’dox’s more relaxed attitude.
Turning back to M’dox, T’bia beamed at his sleep tussled boyfriend. “I’ll go get some breakfast and klah, while you wake up.” Giggling, T’bia bounced back over to the bed and pressed a warm kiss to M’dox’s cheek before darting out of the weyr – tripping over pillows once more, but managing to not fall over in the process. The weyr door clicked shut behind him.
Bouncing across the room, T’bia tripped on at least two pillows but managed to catch himself as he continued on, coming to a springing stop beside what appeared to be the main portion of M’dox’s closet; T’bia didn’t touch, but he did dance on the spot for several moment as he delightedly looked over the assorted clothing and accessories that were not in the closet where social norms dictated they should be – though T’bia didn’t mind that, much. He was rather tidy himself, putting everything away when he’d finished with it – but he rather enjoyed M’dox’s more relaxed attitude.
Turning back to M’dox, T’bia beamed at his sleep tussled boyfriend. “I’ll go get some breakfast and klah, while you wake up.” Giggling, T’bia bounced back over to the bed and pressed a warm kiss to M’dox’s cheek before darting out of the weyr – tripping over pillows once more, but managing to not fall over in the process. The weyr door clicked shut behind him.
