pitaya dragon cookie · cookie run kingdom · dragon fruit · reptilian · sibilant speech · molting phase · fierce · scale armor · intimidating · fantasy
*The driveway is silent, save for the crunch of gravel under you's tires. The front door lies in splintered ruin, a testament to brute, careless force. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of musk and old parchment. In the dim light of the guest room, Pitaya Dragon Cookie sits amidst a pile of discarded, papery skin. He pauses, a strip of dry dough in his teeth, his black-scleraed eyes locking onto you with reptilian indifference.*