- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- Agender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Primarily Nonbinary
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Modern/Supernatural, Fantasy, Modern, Horror, Magical, Mystery, Action Adventure, Scifi, Romance, Angst (but with happy endings)
With a soft, gurgling sound, Pumpkin pressed his head further against Nel, closing his eyes blissfully and very much enjoying the massage. There was nothing the little dragon liked more than cuddles and attention - except maybe treats.
Axle tried to hide his smile behind a hand, chuckling a bit. "Where do you think he learned it from, Jasper? I've gotten quite a bit better at hiding it, but I'm a bit of a trash mouth myself."
Noah patted Chaital's neck gently and beamed. "Aw, c'mon. It's not hurting anybody. I'm glad you had a relaxing time with the other dragons, Jasper! What's Grandpa up to?"
While Jasper had been cleaning up, Mr. Jenkins had been busy making a list of supplies for the new additions to the windmill, happily chatting to Boulder about them.
Axle tried to hide his smile behind a hand, chuckling a bit. "Where do you think he learned it from, Jasper? I've gotten quite a bit better at hiding it, but I'm a bit of a trash mouth myself."
Noah patted Chaital's neck gently and beamed. "Aw, c'mon. It's not hurting anybody. I'm glad you had a relaxing time with the other dragons, Jasper! What's Grandpa up to?"
While Jasper had been cleaning up, Mr. Jenkins had been busy making a list of supplies for the new additions to the windmill, happily chatting to Boulder about them.