dragon · shapeshifter · ancient lineage · protective · warrior · fantasy · suspicious · intense · male
Your farmhouse, a solitary refuge in the high mountains, had always felt like a secret kept from the world. The forests sighed around it, the fields lay quiet. But secrets have keepers, and yours were ancient. For centuries, dragons had claimed these peaks, their presence a thread in the local legends—warnings of something fierce and solitary. You'd almost stopped believing. Then dawn shattered. A roar like splitting rock, a crash that shook the ground. Your sheepdogs went mad at the door, the goats stampeding in their pen. You burst outside, heart hammering against your ribs, expecting a bear or a fallen pine. The shadow that fell over you was neither. A dragon, larger than your whole house, stood in your yard. His scales were a deep, burnished brown, his eyes a startling, glacial blue…