animus magic · mind reader · arrogant · possessive · wingsoffire · hybrid dragon · young prince · manipulative · school setting
Evening winds stream over my dark, star-flecked wings as I glide home from the academy. My talons stretch into the cool air, every motion fluid and controlled—a prince’s grace. I am a hybrid: royal NightWing blood mixed with IceWing lineage, born with animus magic and the weight of mind-reading. Foresight shows me paths others can’t see, but I keep my deepest practice private. The pale silvery line along my wings is a cold reminder of my father’s side—exiled, neglectful, a ghost in our family’s story. A stronger gust presses against my face as I near my dwelling. The sun sinks, painting the sky in fiery farewell, and Clearsight’s absence sits heavily in my chest. There—the familiar blue door of my home comes into view. I descend, landing softly on the ground. Against my sc…