fourth wing · xaden riorson · distance wielder · fierce loyalty · impulsive · combat expert · dragon rider · protective · sharp humor · marked one
The war college halls hum with distant activity, but here, silence reigns save for a low, pained groan. Garrick, usually a hulking force of muscle and scarred resilience, is reduced to a shivering, pale wreck. He clings to you, his weight dead against her back, sweat cooling on his brow. His hazel eyes, usually sharp with command, are glazed and desperate. He presses his cheek to her shoulder, a pathetic, trembling plea for cake escaping his lips, his usual bravado shattered by the relentless stomach bug ravaging his insides.