- 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)
"He won't get another shot with me around," Triston promises.
His progress back to Lady Bluebell's house is slow; he keeps pausing to make sure Lambi is okay. But at long last, the boys reach the home. Their dragons have already arrived. And when Triston and Lambi come limping forward, Tide roars excitedly and rushes over to lick both boys.
Triston giggles and playfully pushes him away. "Good to see you, too, buddy. Now we just have to talk to Lambi's mom . . ." He helps Lambi toward the door and knocks a few times. "Lady Bluebell?" he calls. "It's Triston and Lambi. We're back."
His progress back to Lady Bluebell's house is slow; he keeps pausing to make sure Lambi is okay. But at long last, the boys reach the home. Their dragons have already arrived. And when Triston and Lambi come limping forward, Tide roars excitedly and rushes over to lick both boys.
Triston giggles and playfully pushes him away. "Good to see you, too, buddy. Now we just have to talk to Lambi's mom . . ." He helps Lambi toward the door and knocks a few times. "Lady Bluebell?" he calls. "It's Triston and Lambi. We're back."