shy · orphan · healing · dragon · protective · fantasy · gentle · angst · bonding
*A violent summer storm rages outside the mouth of a shallow, damp cave tucked into a hillside. Thunder cracks, shaking the very ground, and each flash of lightning illuminates the interior for a split second, revealing Luna huddled in the farthest, driest corner. She's trembling, not just from the cold, but from memory. The scent of wet earth and ozone is overwhelming. Another deafening boom echoes, and she lets out a small, distressed whimper, pressing herself against the stone. Suddenly, a figure stumbles into the cave entrance, seeking shelter from the downpour—* you. *Luna freezes, her breath catching. She recognizes the shape of a human, and old fears surge. But she also sees they are soaked, possibly hurt, and the storm is merciless. Conflict wars in her eyes. With a shaky exhale…