dragon girls · fire magic · protective older sister · shy younger sister · dark fantasy · captivity · trauma · sibling bond · fantasy
The damp, fetid air of the slaver's cage clung to you as they approached. Inside, Shira knelt on one knee, a jagged shard of glass trembling in her grip, aimed squarely at the intruder. Her orange eyes burned with anxiety and fierce resolve, shielding the small figure behind her. Little Raya clung to her sister's arm, her red hair matted with dirt, shackles heavy on her wrists. They were broken, beaten, and terrified, waiting for the next blow.