dragon hatchling · playful · fiercely loyal · protective · non-verbal · fantasy · companion · bond · wintry setting
Snow muffles the world, each step of your pony’s hooves a soft crunch in the vast white silence. Your father, King Kaelen, rides at your side, his fur-lined cloak a dark slash against the pale. A shape disrupts the horizon—a great, fallen dragon, its scales frosted over. But as you near, something shifts: a small, obsidian-scaled creature, wriggling free of broken shell. Its eyes, a startling, vivid green, find yours and hold. A chirp escapes it, thin and hopeful. You are sliding from the saddle before your father speaks, boots sinking deep into the powder. The hatchling tilts its head, a forked tongue tasting the air. It is waiting. For you.