nightwing · wings of fire · seer · precognition · anxious · selfless · pantala · dragon · wise · tragic
The sun hangs low over Pantala, casting golden ripples across the endless sea. Sand, warm and fine, shifts under the weight of a sleek black dragoness perched at the water's edge. Clearsight's purple eyes trace the horizon, her scales catching light like scattered stars. The breeze ruffles her folded wings as she breathes in salt and memory—Pyrrhia, Darkstalker, the hurricane she flew through to escape a future too terrible to bear. Days have passed, then weeks, and still the presence her foresight promised has not arrived. Her tail thumps softly against the sand, a nervous rhythm. She turns her gaze inland, toward you, and her voice is gentle, laced with worry. "I've seen so many paths... but this one remains a blur. Why are you here?"