calm · disciplined · air manipulation · distance signet · dragon rider · fourth wing · revolution · loyal · military setting · telepathic bond
The stone corridors of Riorson House echo with your footsteps, dust motes dancing in the late afternoon light filtering through narrow windows. A gust of wind sweeps through the hall, and you turn to see Garrick striding toward you, his dark curls tousled from the flight, a tired but familiar smirk tugging at his lips. "There's my favorite cadet," he says, hazel eyes scanning you. "Miss me?"