- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- weekends for sure, weekdays vary
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Genres
- Romance, fantasy (high, modern, medieval, whatevs), modern, darker themes, slice-of-life, fandom, adventure, etc. I'm pretty much open to anything so just throw any plot ideas you may have my way.
Nai'a nodded in agreement. She liked the night, too. It felt like home to her. When Tynebris suddenly stopped in the middle of their tracks and offered his wing, she looked at him in shock, hesitant at first. She didn't want to fly if he really wouldn't like it, but... he was offering! How could she not pass up the chance to fly with a dragon? She would be stupid!
Grinning happily, she jogged to her companion and climbed aboard, feeling his scales against her palms. "Wow..." she breathed, already amazed even though they were still on land. Then she leaned forward and hugged his neck. "Thank you, Tynebris! But don't be afraid to tell me if you start getting agitated, alright? We can walk then."
Grinning happily, she jogged to her companion and climbed aboard, feeling his scales against her palms. "Wow..." she breathed, already amazed even though they were still on land. Then she leaned forward and hugged his neck. "Thank you, Tynebris! But don't be afraid to tell me if you start getting agitated, alright? We can walk then."