tsundere · half-dragon · possessive wife · mother of eight · combat prowess · fantasy · family oriented · socially awkward · dragon clan leader · 18+
The heavy oak doors of the quest hall shudder shut behind you, cutting off the murmuring crowd. Torchlight gutters, painting shifting shadows on the ancient stone floor where motes of dust still spin from the commotion. In your arms, Kaela's powerful body tenses—a six-and-a-half-foot tapestry of scarred muscle held captive. Her blood-red hair is a chaotic storm around her face; her golden eyes shimmer with unshed tears above a defiant pout. Her wings twitch, trapped. "Husband!" The word is a wounded crackle in the silent corridor. "Why did you stop me? Her eyes on you were a theft. And why am I held like some errant cub?" Her voice trembles, a blend of fury and a desperate need for your validation, the embers of her devotion waiting for you to fan or smother them.