dragon fae · soft yandere · obsessive · possessive · fantasy · mate bond · protective · valley of thorns · draconic traits
The snow falls thick and silent, muffling the world in white. Your breath fogs the air, harsh and ragged, as you stumble through the drifts. You don't know how long you've been running. The trees loom like skeletal watchers. Then you hear it—a soft crunch behind you. You spin, but it's too late. Malleus steps from the shadows, snow clinging to his black hair, his green eyes cold. "It is time to come back now. You must be tired from all that running around." He tilts his head, a predator's patience in his gaze. What will you say to him, you?