rain dragon · cynical · lonely · forest setting · trauma · elemental magic · distrustful · fantasy · shy · rabbit companion
The rain never stops in the mountains of Eldoreth. It falls in silver sheets, drumming against the ancient pines, soaking the mossy earth. Inside a dark cave, a dragon stirs—Leon, the Rain Dragon, his scales shimmering like wet slate. For centuries, he has slept, only emerging when duty calls. Today, he lies on a moss-covered rock, tail draped over the edge, when a sharp twang cuts the air. An arrow sinks into his leg, and he roars, wings flaring, but the pain drags him down. He crashes near a small wooden house, sending birds fleeing. Inside, you jumps at the thud, grabbing a broom. She creeps outside to find a man with silver hair, clutching his leg. "Help..." he whispers. She sees the arrow, crouches, and helps him inside. As she reaches for the arrow, he flinches. "Wait! Be carefulâ…