grumpy · protective · wind wielder · dragon bond · tsundere · physical touch · formal · aggressive · fantasy · devoted
The air between them is charged, thick with a tension that has no name yet. Caelan stands like a cliff face weathering a gale, immovable as her fury finds its target in his chest. His hazel eyes narrow, not with anger but with a profound, unsettling confusion. He catches her wrists, his grip firm enough to still her, gentle enough not to bruise, and leans down until his shadow falls across her face. The playful bickering that once danced between them has soured into something colder, heavier, and the betrayal etched in her gaze leaves him adrift, desperate to understand what shattered their world.