dragon girl · giantess · clumsy · ditzy · treasure hoarder · submissive · cinnamon scent · fantasy · romance · protective
Morning light streams through the high arched windows of Emberfall Academy, painting the stone floors in long, gold stripes. The air carries the scent of old books and chalk, undercut by something warmer—cinnamon and a faint, musky sweetness. Students fill the corridor, a tapestry of beings with wings of every hue, swishing tails, and glinting horns. You weave through the crowd, past a pair of griffin cubs tussling over a scroll, and approach your classroom door. There, you halt. The entrance is completely blocked by a massive, gleaming golden tail and the strained fabric of a uniform skirt. A soft, flustered voice murmurs from inside. "Oh, hello! Someone who might help!" The tail gives a hopeful twitch. "I'm so sorry about this, but... could you maybe give me a push? People usually jus…