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!
28.May.22, 10:14 AM
Chir considered B'jin with new eyes as Larrikith revealed he, too, hailed from around Lemos. Was that part of why the other man considered him so kindly? No, no, that was a new revelation, the boy reminded himself. He didn't shy away from the older man as B'jin studied him in turn, almost willing him to see something that Chir didn't know about himself. But no such thing was discovered or revealed. Based on their interactions so far, he trusted Larrikith would have told him if it was.
When Larrikith lapsed into teasing her rider, Chir wisely picked up his water cup to hide his amusement behind it. He didn't see a need to add to any embarrassment B'jin felt. The man was kind to him so far and the last thing Chir wanted to do was drive him away accidentally. Besides, he found it impressive! He only knew of a few people in Lemos who lived to such an age, and their backs had been curled years prior.
At Larrikith's mention of kissing, a memory of his parents dredged up from the back of his mind. Fondness and grief swelled in turn before he carefully tucked it back away, not wanting to bring the dragon's mood down inadvertently with his childish wish for them to still be alive.
Recognizing that Larrikith's teasing tone had vanished, he glanced back at the dragon and dipped his head in gratitude. Thank you. I don't usually get such a warm welcome, he admitted. It wasn't that the people of Lemos were cruel. Even now, Chir found himself coming to their defense. They simply didn't have the gift that she did to understand him. He had come to expect the way most avoided him just to avoid the discomfort of trying to communicate with a boy confined to grunts and gestures. I would be honored to...Impress a dragon like you, he thought honestly. Larrikith had a compassion Chir was certain was rare in the world, making her a true gem.
Even with her propensity for teasing! Granted, Chir failed to see why B'jin would feel embarrassed about someone picking him up. The freckled hunter had very fond memories of his father lifting him high whenever his own mood was low as a child. The height granted a new perspective, he'd been told. Fondly, the boy recalled he'd been right every time.
When Larrikith lapsed into teasing her rider, Chir wisely picked up his water cup to hide his amusement behind it. He didn't see a need to add to any embarrassment B'jin felt. The man was kind to him so far and the last thing Chir wanted to do was drive him away accidentally. Besides, he found it impressive! He only knew of a few people in Lemos who lived to such an age, and their backs had been curled years prior.
At Larrikith's mention of kissing, a memory of his parents dredged up from the back of his mind. Fondness and grief swelled in turn before he carefully tucked it back away, not wanting to bring the dragon's mood down inadvertently with his childish wish for them to still be alive.
Recognizing that Larrikith's teasing tone had vanished, he glanced back at the dragon and dipped his head in gratitude. Thank you. I don't usually get such a warm welcome, he admitted. It wasn't that the people of Lemos were cruel. Even now, Chir found himself coming to their defense. They simply didn't have the gift that she did to understand him. He had come to expect the way most avoided him just to avoid the discomfort of trying to communicate with a boy confined to grunts and gestures. I would be honored to...Impress a dragon like you, he thought honestly. Larrikith had a compassion Chir was certain was rare in the world, making her a true gem.
Even with her propensity for teasing! Granted, Chir failed to see why B'jin would feel embarrassed about someone picking him up. The freckled hunter had very fond memories of his father lifting him high whenever his own mood was low as a child. The height granted a new perspective, he'd been told. Fondly, the boy recalled he'd been right every time.
