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!
09.Apr.21, 07:25 AM
Madiquel flushed with pleasure, and impulsively leaned over to press a warm kiss to N’lis’ cheek, hugging him tightly. “Me too!” She grinned, leaning her head on his shoulder and turning her gaze towards the dragons as they were commented on, laughing softly. “Ze is pretty easy going,” Madiquel said cheerfully, sitting up straight as her dragon looked over, waving at the green before Zezeth bounced out of reach of the hatchlings again, trilling playfully. “I couldn’t imagine what I’d do if she didn’t get along with the dragons of my friends!” It was a pretty saddening thought, that some dragons couldn’t get along, not even for their beloved bonded.
Shuddering at such a distasteful thought, Madiquel slapped a hand over her belly as it rumbled, and she laughed bashfully. “I haven’t eaten yet.” She explained without need, tilting her head and brushing her hair out of her face. “Have you had lunch? Wanna come with?” A pause. “Are you allowed to go to the Dining Hall without him?” She indicated the dragon. “I’m not really sure the ins and outs of actual Weyrlinghood,” she admitted, scrunching her nose up. “I could get some food and bring it back?” A pause. “Are you even hungry? Letting you answer that might help.” She blushed again, wondering why she was feeling so awkward.
Shuddering at such a distasteful thought, Madiquel slapped a hand over her belly as it rumbled, and she laughed bashfully. “I haven’t eaten yet.” She explained without need, tilting her head and brushing her hair out of her face. “Have you had lunch? Wanna come with?” A pause. “Are you allowed to go to the Dining Hall without him?” She indicated the dragon. “I’m not really sure the ins and outs of actual Weyrlinghood,” she admitted, scrunching her nose up. “I could get some food and bring it back?” A pause. “Are you even hungry? Letting you answer that might help.” She blushed again, wondering why she was feeling so awkward.
