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!
27.Jul.13, 02:23 AM
It hadn't taken long for Caxith to pick up on Besulth's teasing, even without the conversation going on between the two riders. She found a certain level of enjoyment in participating in said discomfort, even if it wasn't at her own rider's expense. Besides, there was nothing wrong with a little flirting on the side, especially with such a handsome brown. Caxith wasn't subtle--didn't see the point in it, really, when being blunt got you to your objective so much faster--and she wasn't foolish. While T'rielle tended to be slightly on the not-so-clever side, they had both learned early on to take cues from each other for the sake of their pride and what little reputation they may have had that was actually of the positive variety.
He certainly has his hands full, but I don't know if it's with you, she remarked privately to Besulth. Cocking her head she trilled lightly in amusement, prompting T'rielle to treat her to an inappropriate hand gesture, which only made her mirth grow. He hadn't heard her words, but picked up on the emotions easily enough, and that particular combination never boded well for his own pride. "Not in the least," he replied, almost happily. He didn't see anything wrong with a little spice in a relationship, anyway, so why fret over it? It was the way the two of them worked the best, and neither of them felt any particular need to tip things on their head.
After a moment Caxith moved to join the brown, brushing up against him lightly as she settled back on her haunches.Of course there is. I'm very creative. She sent an image to T'rielle of a woman that they had encountered the other day batting her lashes at T'rielle in a very coquettish manner at the same time that C'vir spoke, and he laughed. “Don’t give her any ideas, she’ll take them and run.” His warning was less than useless as this point, because if C’vir’s comment hadn’t given her said ideas (partly because she hadn’t been paying a particularly devoted amount of attention to them), T’rielle’s certainly had. It took only a second for her to go rooting through his memories and pick out the brownrider’s statement in question. Well, now I have to figure out how to get you to do it. There’re marks on the line!
After a moment Caxith moved to join the brown, brushing up against him lightly as she settled back on her haunches.
