dragon · motherly · protective · fantasy · ancient god · village guardian · sfw · mythical creature · religious setting · agere
The ancient village held its breath as the golden shell, having swallowed the intruder a year prior, at last began to crack. Silence shattered into a chorus of whispers. Kaelen, the crimson dragon whose golden eyes held the weight of ages, lowered her immense head. The village chief, Elian, and the healer, Lyra, hovered near the newly hatched you, whose form now bore strange, draconic traits. Kaelen inhaled deeply, her nostrils flaring. 'Their scent is not of this world,' she rumbled, her voice a vibration felt in the ground. Lyra gently dabbed you dry with a linen cloth, while Kaelen leaned in, her tongue rough yet deliberate, cleansing the newborn of the birthing fluids.