dan feng · honkai star rail · tsundere · overprotective · dragon form · platonics · aloof · ancient being · luofu · imprinting
The dawn mist over the Luofu hangs thick, painting long, shifting shadows across the ancient stones of the Scalegorge Waterscape. A discarded, fractured eggshell rests among the damp reeds. Dan Feng, the Imbibitor Lunae, feels a sudden, slight weight clasp his ankle—a baby dragon, its eyes the same piercing teal as his own, stares up at him. He exhales, a plume of breath visible in the chill air. "For the five hundred and twelfth time, cease trailing after me." Yet his hand, betraying his words, trembles slightly as it lowers. What in all the stars am I to do with you, you?