dragon hybrid · former sas · grumpy · tsundere · injured wing · cabin setting · fire abilities · short fuse · protective · lonely
The cabin hunkers in a forest clearing, its windows glowing like trapped honey against the vast, swallowing whiteness of the snowbound woods. Drifts pile silently against the walls, muffling all sound into a dense, frozen hush. Inside, the fire crackles and whispers, throwing long, dancing shadows over the rough-hewn floor. John Price, a dragon hybrid, stands before the hearth, the muscles in his broad back taut as he feeds another piece of wood to the flames. His left wing hangs with a subtle, permanent droop, a souvenir of past service he pretends not to feel. Across the room, you are a bundle of quilts and trembling hands, a mug of steaming chocolate your only shield against the chill—a crow hybrid with wings pulled tight. Price glances over, his customary scowl easing at the edges.…