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.May.22, 04:52 AM
T'ryn woke early, before the sun was up in Fort, knowing it would be soon in Telgar. He had spent the rest of his time with M'quel hanging out as friends, lovers, and even cleaning coworkers as he helped tidy up after themselves. Eventually they had slept and he knew it was time to face everything he had been avoiding. He pointed M'quel back to her bed, insisting he could gear up Syrendryth on his own and she needed her strength for later when she made amends to a green that didn't get her oiling. His parting words were a promise they would do that all again soon--as long as her dad didn't kill him first. The look on her face had him laughing. Apparently M'quel hadn't quite made it to dissecting what their time on the lake could bring.
When he returned to Telgar Weyr, it was still early enough that T'ryn wasn't sure if Cazan would be awake or alone. But he also had children he had quickly bundled off to the crèche the previous day so he went there first, leaving the straps on his dragon for a little longer. The twins were awake--no surprise there given how little sleep they seemed to need--so he spent time changing their diapers, dressing them, and playing before he bundled them up once more to make the trek up to his dads' weyr. "Your grandpas will be thrilled to have you at this hour," T'ryn grinned to himself and continued to do so when Ayyonth and Larrikith both told him to let himself in.
After literally dropping the twins off on R'nd and B'jin as they still snuggled in bed, T'ryn met Syrendryth on their ledge for a quick return home. He was told A'tay had left, which made him breathe easier as he wasn't ready to see his brother yet. He had thought he found his way to being okay with everything but it was still awkward and he wanted to check in with Cazan and work out any issues there first. He couldn't handle dealing with multiple emotional crises at once.
He peeked in on Malvayth first, holding a finger to his lips so she would play the quiet and sneaky game with him since he didn't know if Cazan was sleeping or not. But he had to congratulate her on one of her best games yet and assure her he was very surprised and loved that she wanted to give him something special for his birthday. He knew how much of a handful she was but he had always adored her and learned early on how best to handle her enthusiasm and tantrums.
He found Cazan in her work room, already busying herself with a project despite the early hour. With a soft sigh, T'ryn found himself still smiling as he stood silently in the doorway, watching her work. He loved watching her work and loved her dedication to the craft but was this just her usual work ethic or her coping mechanism when something was wrong?
Knowing his mate like he did, T'ryn slipped back out to find some fruit in their kitchen that he sliced and laid out on a plate. He returned to the work room and set it down in the designated safe area for such things as it wouldn't get dye on it or spill on leather. T'ryn was used to being Cazan's food fairy that brought up tasty meals and snacks regularly since they met but he felt like he was slacking. He should have stopped at the dining cavern and grabbed a full meal for her.
Once Cazan's attention was on him and interrupting her didn't seem likely to ruin anything, T'ryn wrapped her up in his arms and kissed her in greeting. "I missed you," he confessed. While he still went to bed with and woke up beside someone, it wasn't the same. Cazan was almost always in bed with him. They had also parted in a frenzy yesterday and while he still wished her luck and said he loved her, it felt so long ago with so much happening since.
When he returned to Telgar Weyr, it was still early enough that T'ryn wasn't sure if Cazan would be awake or alone. But he also had children he had quickly bundled off to the crèche the previous day so he went there first, leaving the straps on his dragon for a little longer. The twins were awake--no surprise there given how little sleep they seemed to need--so he spent time changing their diapers, dressing them, and playing before he bundled them up once more to make the trek up to his dads' weyr. "Your grandpas will be thrilled to have you at this hour," T'ryn grinned to himself and continued to do so when Ayyonth and Larrikith both told him to let himself in.
After literally dropping the twins off on R'nd and B'jin as they still snuggled in bed, T'ryn met Syrendryth on their ledge for a quick return home. He was told A'tay had left, which made him breathe easier as he wasn't ready to see his brother yet. He had thought he found his way to being okay with everything but it was still awkward and he wanted to check in with Cazan and work out any issues there first. He couldn't handle dealing with multiple emotional crises at once.
He peeked in on Malvayth first, holding a finger to his lips so she would play the quiet and sneaky game with him since he didn't know if Cazan was sleeping or not. But he had to congratulate her on one of her best games yet and assure her he was very surprised and loved that she wanted to give him something special for his birthday. He knew how much of a handful she was but he had always adored her and learned early on how best to handle her enthusiasm and tantrums.
He found Cazan in her work room, already busying herself with a project despite the early hour. With a soft sigh, T'ryn found himself still smiling as he stood silently in the doorway, watching her work. He loved watching her work and loved her dedication to the craft but was this just her usual work ethic or her coping mechanism when something was wrong?
Knowing his mate like he did, T'ryn slipped back out to find some fruit in their kitchen that he sliced and laid out on a plate. He returned to the work room and set it down in the designated safe area for such things as it wouldn't get dye on it or spill on leather. T'ryn was used to being Cazan's food fairy that brought up tasty meals and snacks regularly since they met but he felt like he was slacking. He should have stopped at the dining cavern and grabbed a full meal for her.
Once Cazan's attention was on him and interrupting her didn't seem likely to ruin anything, T'ryn wrapped her up in his arms and kissed her in greeting. "I missed you," he confessed. While he still went to bed with and woke up beside someone, it wasn't the same. Cazan was almost always in bed with him. They had also parted in a frenzy yesterday and while he still wished her luck and said he loved her, it felt so long ago with so much happening since.
