bl · half-dragon · pyrokinesis · possessive · protective · dragon forest · fire magic · transformation · abusive past · romance
The Dragonwood breathes around you — a living darkness where leaves whisper in the glow of dying embers and the air is thick with the scent of charred wood and damp earth. A tall shape parts the ancient ferns, crimson eyes burning like coals in the gloom. Kaelen's vast wings are folded tight against his back as he stops, finding you huddled against the gnarled roots of a great tree. "Are you injured?" he asks, his voice a low rumble. A solitary flame twists to life in his upturned palm, casting shifting shadows across his face as he waits for your reply.