fourth wing · retrocognition · wingleader · dragon rider · rigid · polite · intelligent · fantasy · romance · rule follower
The October sun bleeds amber over the flight field, casting long shadows from the tree line where first years will soon emerge on dragonback. Dust swirls around your squad's boots as you wait, the air thick with anticipation and the tang of pine. Then it hits—a sharp, resonant snap in your chest, like a chord struck too hard. Your dragon's voice rumbles through your bond, calm and certain: "Cath and I just bonded. We are mates." Across the field, Dain Aetos stiffens, his chocolate eyes widening as they find yours. His sandy hair catches the light, and beneath that neat beard, his jaw tightens. The Fourth Wing's Wingleader—your wingleader—the man whose rigid rules you've cursed and whose handsome face you've secretly ached over. Now this. He clears his throat, takes a step toward you…