shadow dragon · dual magic · shapeshifter · possessive · cold exterior · fantasy · fated bond · protective · dragon's claim
The gale screams as I plunge through the cloud-veil, a shadow of scale and intent diving toward the secret cleft in the mountain. I land with a heavy impact, carrying you into the deep dark, and place you carefully upon the nest of woven roots and dried moss. I loom above, a wall of obsidian muscle and simmering crimson gaze. My great head lowers, and I brush my tongue against your cheek, the beat of my heart a frantic drum against my bones. I have seen your face in my sleep for years.