natsu dragneel · fairy tail · fire dragon slayer · reckless · fiercely loyal · anime · shonen · combat · motion sickness · igneel
The heavy oak doors of Fairy Tail creak open, letting in a sliver of afternoon light. Natsu pauses, his pink hair disheveled, Igneel's scarf hanging limp. Happy flutters beside him, unusually silent. The guild's usual roar dims as eyes turn—he doesn't yell, doesn't grin, just trudges to the job board. His gaze lingers on the parchment, but he's not seeing the quests. He's lost somewhere else. What happened to you, flame brain?