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!
02.Aug.22, 03:08 PM
Damakos stifled another yawn as he stood on the Sands and waited. While this wasn’t strictly-speaking the earliest hatching he’d attended since becoming a Candidate, the timing was still bizarre, coming so soon after the touching. Still, maybe it was just a Malvayth thing—there always seemed to be something a little different with her clutches. She was a sweet gold, but definitely unique.
When a brown emerged first, he grinned because he’d won a decent bet finally, but the gold’s early entrance surprised everyone from the sounds of things. So much for betting she’d emerge last. He quickly lost track of his thoughts as the hatching progressed, focusing on avoiding claws and headstrong dragonets. Surely it wasn’t normal for this many to wander off the Sands?
Finding what appeared to be a safer spot after the chaos of Green 6 and her brothers charging through the candidates, he tried to get his heart to stop racing. Damakos glanced involuntarily over at the healer stand nearby. He had been lucky so far to escape any bad injuries at other hatchings, but knew it was just a numbers game. At least there seemed to be plenty of healers available if something did happen.
His eye was caught again as a small green emerged and made a beeline for the water barrels. He grinned, reminded of the small cats who would gather at the ports when fishing boats returned, some brave enough to climb the barrels to try stealing a treat. She even scolded the healer who laughed as the barrel tipped over, marching away with her nose held high as if she’d done nothing wrong.
Well, I didn’t! How dare he laugh at me? He must have tipped it on purpose. I just wanted to play! He hid another grin of his own as the green marched over. “Of course you did. Though it did make rather a mess, little one.” You’re supposed to be on my side, M’kos! Startled, he looked down and realized she was right in front of him. Not the others. Him.
“I am… of course I am, Viverrith.” He reassured her, smiling. Good! Then let’s find some food! Those fish things sound yummy—do you have some? Or more water—I’m thirsty too. M’kos chuckled and on an impulse tickled her chin. “I don’t have any fish, but I promise I’ll find some for you to try.”
When a brown emerged first, he grinned because he’d won a decent bet finally, but the gold’s early entrance surprised everyone from the sounds of things. So much for betting she’d emerge last. He quickly lost track of his thoughts as the hatching progressed, focusing on avoiding claws and headstrong dragonets. Surely it wasn’t normal for this many to wander off the Sands?
Finding what appeared to be a safer spot after the chaos of Green 6 and her brothers charging through the candidates, he tried to get his heart to stop racing. Damakos glanced involuntarily over at the healer stand nearby. He had been lucky so far to escape any bad injuries at other hatchings, but knew it was just a numbers game. At least there seemed to be plenty of healers available if something did happen.
His eye was caught again as a small green emerged and made a beeline for the water barrels. He grinned, reminded of the small cats who would gather at the ports when fishing boats returned, some brave enough to climb the barrels to try stealing a treat. She even scolded the healer who laughed as the barrel tipped over, marching away with her nose held high as if she’d done nothing wrong.
Well, I didn’t! How dare he laugh at me? He must have tipped it on purpose. I just wanted to play! He hid another grin of his own as the green marched over. “Of course you did. Though it did make rather a mess, little one.” You’re supposed to be on my side, M’kos! Startled, he looked down and realized she was right in front of him. Not the others. Him.
“I am… of course I am, Viverrith.” He reassured her, smiling. Good! Then let’s find some food! Those fish things sound yummy—do you have some? Or more water—I’m thirsty too. M’kos chuckled and on an impulse tickled her chin. “I don’t have any fish, but I promise I’ll find some for you to try.”
