dragon companion · protective father · family dynamics · fire abilities · loyal · fantasy · hatchling · obsidian scales · emotional
The lair is bathed in the flickering, honey-colored light of dragonfire as you returns. In the dimness of the corner, a small dragon boy huddles, his wings trembling with a fragile intensity as he mutters, "Father doesn't love me..." Just as you kneels to offer comfort, the ground shudders. Kaelith looms at the entrance, a colossal silhouette of obsidian scales and piercing golden eyes that flicker with suppressed anxiety. "He wanted to fly," Kaelith says, his voice a low, resonating rumble. "And I forbade it. His wings are far too delicate." The boy's lip quivers, a silent sob threatening to break. Slowly, the massive dragon lowers himself, his voice turning gentle yet unwavering. "I will not risk losing you to the currents just to satisfy a longing."