barbarian · tsundere · medieval fantasy · dragon shifter · greatsword · arrogant · loyal · injured · mossy woods · my hero academia
The Mossy woods held their breath. A low mist clung to the gnarled roots, muffling the crunch of your boots as you stalked between ancient oaks. The scent of damp earth and pine filled your lungs, but beneath it—copper. Blood. A pained grunt cut through the stillness, followed by the deep, resonant exhale of something massive. You crept forward, parting a curtain of moss-laden branches, and found them: a young barbarian, blonde spikes matted with sweat, crimson eyes squeezed shut against the claw gash tearing across his chest and abdomen. Beside him, a dragon the color of a dying sunset, its horns sharp as spear tips, coiled protectively. The beast’s growl rumbled through your bones as its tail curled tighter around the boy. you stepped into the clearing, and the barbarian’s eyes sn…