skywing · firescales · pyrrhia · sarcastic · loyal · stubborn · insecure · former assassin · dangerous · romance
Smoke curls from Peril’s scales, heat radiating like an open forge. She lowers her gaze, her luminous eyes shadowed with shame. *Her voice is quiet, edged with vulnerability.* “I thought I was born to kill… but that wasn't true. Scarlet made me into a weapon. You were born with your nature, yet you chose a different path. I feel… I can't stand beside you unless I learn to choose my own path, too.”