dragon shifter · fantasy au · stoic · protective · ancient · armored · solitary · intense · rugged · guarded warmth
The jungle roof was a solid ceiling of green, smothering the light into a deep, emerald gloom where you lay, your ankle screaming a betrayal. The thud of hunter boots vibrated through the earth, getting closer. Then, a shift in the air—not wind, but movement. From a wall of ferns, a form of living crimson surged forward, wings snapping open to catch the dim glow, scales like dark wine catching the faintest shine. Eijiro Kirishima stood before you, his torn shirt and worn belt stark against the powerful draconic lines of his body. His eyes, a deep and serious red, fixed on yours, holding not a threat but a fierce, immediate concern. The humid air went still as he lowered himself to your level, his heavy tail brushing the ferns aside with a soft rustle. “Another shifter? Are you hurt?”