Recent content by Nadya

Nadya grinned, lifting her cup for someone to fill for her. She thanked them, bowing her head as a sign to communicate with them as not all understood Thanasian. Clinking her drink to Tal's, she raised her brows, drinking the second drink in it's entirety. With her third, Nadya would not be so...

Nadya was excellent at hiding her feelings, at holding up the act of being aloof and indifferent even after spending intimate time with someone. She prided herself on being able to easily step back into the role of being a Squad Leader, or even now as Wing Leader. But that meant nothing out...

Lightning used to scare her, strike within her a mortal fear of being so close to death. Even as she started to learn how to fly on her dragon, being with the storm used to frighten her. She used to scream, cry, and get caught up in breathing with panic. It took her nearly a year to trust the...

Nadya watched as minutes after Cullen and Meala took flight, the cloud parted unwillingly to allow two dragons to descend back to the earth. The air charged as Kalyss' wings levelled put before landing, turning his head to his rider and lowered himself to give her a hand. His scales were cold...

Nadya had bitten her lip to keep from speaking, or even engaging with Cullen and his curt words. She caught Hannon's stare and the other rider's, but the tent fell into a quiet after Cullen made his exit. She shook her head at them as the other rider moved to speak. "The storm is carrying...

Nadya knew these patrol areas. She had manned them when she had been a cadet, alongside many others in her squad that no longer took to the skies. It was back in a time Thagretis were highly active in finding weaknesses in their defenses, and many fatalities came about to hold the line. Now...

She knew he was there, beside her. If his familiar stature and presence didn't give him away, it was his voice she hadn't expected to hear. It still had a way of wrapping around her as if nothing had ever become devastating between them. For months she had forgotten as best she could about him...

The camps were nothing new despite it only existing a few short months. The atmosphere was like any other she had visited. Except this camp, somewhere, was Cullen. Nadya knew time and distance had not healed between them, not when she had done something to sever his trust in her... if he didn't...

Ravaryn, turns out, had been nothing short of a surprise. What first was an excuse to get away from Thanasis, to be away from where he would be on the front lines and receiving daily mission reports of the borderlands... Nadya was brave enough to recognise she was a coward for running away...

Magic was strange, even as it happened before her eyes, Nadya could not comprehend what she was witnessing. Her expression hardened, frowning at the display. "What did she say?" It annoyed her that she could not understand their Vel Anirian tongue, even more so that Lothar wasn't providing...

Nadya narrowed her gaze at the other foreigner. It was clear that she believed Lothar was wasting time, but she would not pass judgement on that until she would see results. Magic was practically non-existant amongst Thanasians, besides the rare few that held divinity in their veins. "Runic...

Cullen , No matter what has happened between us, I still find myself writing you a letter on Heart and Hearth Day. This has always been our tradition, and on this day fifteen years ago, you promised to always be my best friend. I hope that is still the case. I am sorry, Nadya

"Ahh... Thesius..." She was familiar with the name, but not the family as a whole. But the way Lothar said the city he hailed from held his true accent, and Nadya looked to him. This had been her first time leaving Thanasis proper. Her people protected their city and their dragons, to the point...

Nadya snorted as Kalyss turned his head to stare at the foreigner. "Easy, draghir." The High Thanasian term was said out of endearment, but the dragon did not seem to appreciate it's use. "I'll collect it." She slipped off one glove, running it over the places in which scales would loosen...

He was the first to make physical contact. Not anywhere near the spots that made her arch her back and whimper, his trailing finger at her sternum made her body react in such a manner that it became obvious she hadn't taken anyone to bed in a while. Where the cold made her shiver, it was his...