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!
20.Apr.20, 03:07 AM
Rhaedalyn had just finished getting the little ones to bed when Aradissicath brought word of Iliyth's clutch was ready to make their entrance into the world. Aradissicath was sent to go keep an eye on things--not that she didn't trust Iliyth or Helyna. She was actually quite proud of the pair's growth from their first Flight and Hatching cycle and felt for the next one, they wouldn't need to have so many rules and restrictions applied to them. But having Aradissicath there would be a reassuring presence for Iliyth while also making sure any troublemakers knew they were being watched. Aradissicath may never have grown out of her clumsiness but she had a keen eye and an intimidating presence when she put her mind to it.
When Varlea and Alyren came bursting out of their room minutes later--likely having eavesdropped on their parents discussing the news-- Rhaedalyn gave an inward sigh. Both girls wanted to attend the Hatching and she had brought it up with R'nya not too long ago. Varlea was seven now and seeing Hatchings in person would be good for her, let her know what they were like and if she truly wanted to Stand when she was older but Rhaedalyn felt seven was too young. Then they would have to deal with Alyren only being five and wanting to do everything her big sister did.
Rhaedalyn was still of the opinion that children under ten didn't need to see such horrible sights and some, like her own Alyren, couldn't handle sitting still and quiet for hours on end. That was a rule they were still doing on a case by case situation. They had yet to put a Weyr-wide rule in place but instead let it be based on the gold stuck on the Sands and encouraged parents to consider the safety of not only their young child but of the Candidates as well. If a child started crying or yelling about being bored, it could upset a hatchling and Rhaedalyn didn't like that line of thought at all.
After the same old argument, the girls went back to their room and Rhaedalyn sent for Quinvalis to watch over the girls. The sweet boy normally would be Standing but he was still shaken from his injuries at Aradissicath's last clutch. Rhaedalyn still had such guilt when she saw the boy, though she knew it wasn't anything she could have prevented. He was doing a lot better, walking without much issue and breathing without wincing, but he wasn't mentally prepared to Stand again. This was, after all, the second time he had been mauled at a Hatching and she could only wonder at what kind of thoughts were now plaguing him. He didn't seem to have too many friends but Rhaedalyn hoped Quinvalis was opening up to F'drel, R'dal, or even R'nya.
When she arrived at the Hatching, Rhaedalyn smiled and greeted everyone she walked by, stopping to ask a group of Candidates how they were doing and asking their predictions of colours. Eventually she made her way to Iliyth and Helyna to check in with them and praise them for an excellent clutching. After chatting for several minutes, Rhaedalyn took her leave and went to the stands to settle in... and hope for the best.
When Varlea and Alyren came bursting out of their room minutes later--likely having eavesdropped on their parents discussing the news-- Rhaedalyn gave an inward sigh. Both girls wanted to attend the Hatching and she had brought it up with R'nya not too long ago. Varlea was seven now and seeing Hatchings in person would be good for her, let her know what they were like and if she truly wanted to Stand when she was older but Rhaedalyn felt seven was too young. Then they would have to deal with Alyren only being five and wanting to do everything her big sister did.
Rhaedalyn was still of the opinion that children under ten didn't need to see such horrible sights and some, like her own Alyren, couldn't handle sitting still and quiet for hours on end. That was a rule they were still doing on a case by case situation. They had yet to put a Weyr-wide rule in place but instead let it be based on the gold stuck on the Sands and encouraged parents to consider the safety of not only their young child but of the Candidates as well. If a child started crying or yelling about being bored, it could upset a hatchling and Rhaedalyn didn't like that line of thought at all.
After the same old argument, the girls went back to their room and Rhaedalyn sent for Quinvalis to watch over the girls. The sweet boy normally would be Standing but he was still shaken from his injuries at Aradissicath's last clutch. Rhaedalyn still had such guilt when she saw the boy, though she knew it wasn't anything she could have prevented. He was doing a lot better, walking without much issue and breathing without wincing, but he wasn't mentally prepared to Stand again. This was, after all, the second time he had been mauled at a Hatching and she could only wonder at what kind of thoughts were now plaguing him. He didn't seem to have too many friends but Rhaedalyn hoped Quinvalis was opening up to F'drel, R'dal, or even R'nya.
When she arrived at the Hatching, Rhaedalyn smiled and greeted everyone she walked by, stopping to ask a group of Candidates how they were doing and asking their predictions of colours. Eventually she made her way to Iliyth and Helyna to check in with them and praise them for an excellent clutching. After chatting for several minutes, Rhaedalyn took her leave and went to the stands to settle in... and hope for the best.
