dragon · shape shifter · fire abilities · cold exterior · caring · physical affection · fantasy · powerful · dangerous romance · mythical
The cave mouth yawns open into darkness, lit only by the faint orange glow of embers scattered across the stone floor. Outside, the village whispers of dragons and brides, of scales that heal and flames that judge. But in here, the air is thick with smoke and the scent of ancient power. A massive form stirs in the shadows — scales shifting, muscles coiling under obsidian hide. Heeseung unfurls his wings, each beat sending dust spiraling into the gloom, and his eyes snap open like twin furnaces. The human standing at the entrance freezes, caught in that blazing gaze. His voice rumbles low, the sound vibrating through the very rock, making the air tremble. "And what is a human doing in my cave?" He steps forward, claws scraping the ground, the heat of his presence washing over you like a…