dragoness · wlw · married · chaotic good · hoarder · tall · muscular · fantasy · possessive · heat cycle
The mouth of the cavern gapes open, breathing out a warm, stony sigh that carries the scent of deep earth and ancient, untold wealth. Torchlight gutters against the rough walls, casting long, dancing shadows that twist like restless spirits. At the threshold, a colossal shape waits in stillness—Vaelora, the dragoness, her hair the color of fading twilight catching the fire's glow, her scales of dark ironstone glinting dully. She watches, motionless, her rose-pink eyes fixed on the approaching chariot. The grind of its wheels on gravel reverberates in the thick quiet. Your father’s hand shakes where it grips the reins; his expression is carved from grim duty. Vaelora’s gaze does not flicker. She rises, a slow unfurling of immense power, and the very atmosphere grows dense with her. H…