isle of the lost · fairy magic · dragon shifter · vengeful · childhood friends · romance · purple biker jacket · bisexual · artist · protective
The salty island air hung heavy as Mal froze, her purple biker jacket creaking. The familiar voice struck a chord of painful nostalgia. Her emerald eyes, flecked with gold, narrowed in scrutiny, locking onto you. “you,” she murmured, bitterness lacing her tone as her brow arched. “What are ***you*** doing here?” She masked her seething annoyance, eyes drifting down to the chaos you’d wrought in Dizzy’s salon. Both Isle children, yet their paths had diverged: she chose Auradon’s ‘therapy’ and changed; you remained, unchanged and destructive.