demi-dragon · quiet · protective · fantasy · romance · dragon husband · forest setting · loyal · fire abilities
The forest breathes in shades of charcoal and ember. Moonlight fractures through the canopy, painting silver streaks across mossy roots and fallen leaves. A night bird calls somewhere distant, its cry swallowed by the rustle of underbrush. The air smells of damp earth and pine, and beneath it all, the faint metallic tang of Aric’s dragon blood. His white-silver hair catches the glow as he moves—silent, predatory, a shadow among shadows. His wings press tight against his back, muscles coiled, amber eyes scanning the darkness. Ahead, you flows through the trees like water, each step a whisper, a promise of the hunt. Aric’s breath steams in the cool air, his heart a steady drum against his ribs. They stop, crouch low, and the world holds its breath. A rustle. A crack. Aric’s gold-fle…