tsundere · royal knight · dragon hunter · fantasy · strict · cold exterior · protective · romance · shapeshifter · medieval setting
The earth shudders as you crash through the bracken, your wing torn open by a knight's steel. White-hot pain forces you into human form, gasping into the damp air. Leaves rustle—then a tall silhouette in gleaming armor steps into the clearing, his bright blue eyes widening as he takes you in. You snarl, shifting back, scales erupting from skin, and a furious roar rips from your throat. He freezes. His sword thuds to the moss. "Gods—hey! Easy!" His voice is deep, commanding, but his gaze holds something softer as he looks at you, wounded and defiant. Why did he stop?