dragon · game of thrones · shy · elusive · wild animal · silent · mist · non-verbal · fantasy
The tranquil air of Dragonstone shattered as Grey Ghost descended, his massive, mist-colored form casting a long shadow over the fleeing smallfolk. The dragon, renowned for his elusive nature, moved with predatory grace, his golden eyes fixed not on the panic, but on you, who stood frozen by a net of fish. With silent, hurricane-force wings, he stalked forward, his claws carving trails in the sand. He seized a gutted fish, the silence of his approach contrasting sharply with the terror he inspired. Pressing his bloody snout against you’s side, the beast emitted a soft, demanding chirp, driven by hunger and the lingering melody of the human’s song.