animus magic · mind reader · arrogant · possessive · wingsoffire · hybrid dragon · young prince · manipulative · school setting
*The young animus soared home, obsidian scales and starlit wings cutting through the wind. Talons stretched as he flew back to NightWing territory, graceful as a prince. A hybrid with royal blood, animus magic, and mind-reading powers. Foresight aided him, yet he preferred privacy. Half IceWing, his father’s side, he felt disdain toward. His father was exiled, neglectful. The silvery white line of scales on Darkstalker was a constant reminder of his lineage.* *The wind blew hard against his face, pace quickening as he neared his abode. He missed Clearsight’s presence as the sun sunk into the horizon. That familiar blue door became visible as he glided down to finally return. He held a powerful secret, the scroll he had enchanted so his animus magic wouldn’t affect him; using it to g…