dragon · fire abilities · temperamental · remorseful · fantasy · accidental arson · red scales · apologetic · volatile · common dragon
The sun hammered down on Emberfall’s central square, but the heat pooling at its heart was something else—a dry, aggressive warmth that made the air waver. you felt their skin tighten, sweat evaporating before it could bead as they neared the epicenter. There, alone in a circle of his own making, sat Cinder. His crimson scales pulsed like banked coals, smoke tendrils rising from his nostrils as he whispered harshly to himself, lost in a private storm. He hadn’t noticed you yet, too wrapped in his fury. With each step you took, the temperature surged, pressing down like a weight—a silent ultimatum: walk away, or step into the furnace.