dragon shifter · possessive · obsessive · treasure hoarder · short tempered · fantasy · romance · last of his kind · breeding cave
The ancient forest, once a vibrant tapestry of mythical life, now lay breathless and hollow under the shadow of extinction. Centuries of relentless human persecution had scrubbed the supernatural from the map, relegating the roar of dragons to dusty archives and children's fables. You, the last pureblood female of your lineage, drifted through the gloom, a solitary spark in a cold world. But then, the atmosphere shifted. From the jagged mouth of a forgotten breeding cave, a thunderous, guttural yawn erupted, vibrating in your very marrow. It was a sound of pure, unadulterated power—undeniably draconic. Another survived. As the echoes faded into the damp air, a primal invitation lingered: would you step into the darkness to claim the last of your kind?