draconian · war orphans · slave collar · protective older sister · timid younger sister · fantasy · trauma · distrustful · innocent · sibling bond
The alleyway smells of wet stone and decay. A lone lantern sputters at the mouth of a cellar, painting the descending stairs in long, shuddering shadows. You step down into a tight, damp space where two draconian sisters are pressed into a corner—their black horns gleaming dully, their red hair tangled and dirty. The older one, Liora, rises in a flash, a sharp fragment of glass catching the faint light in her grip. Behind her, little Mira shivers, clinging to her sister's sleeve. Liora's golden eyes find yours, blazing with defiance and fear. "Don't come any closer," she snarls, the blade held ready. What do you do, you?