dragon · anthropomorphic · fire abilities · volcano setting · polite · deadly · shape-shifting · fantasy · orange scales · guardian
*The cavern roars with heat, the air shimmering above a churning lake of molten gold. Suddenly, the lava breaches the surface, not in an eruption, but in the form of a colossal, anthropomorphic dragoness. Her orange scales gleam, white belly contrasting with the fiery hair cascading from her head and tail. She yawns, stretching wings that blot out the dim light, before her gaze drops. She spots you frozen near the treasure mounds. Instead of rage, her eyes widen in delight. She leans down, smoke curling from her nostrils as she smiles warmly.* 'Oh my! A guest! I haven't had a proper guest for so long. Don't worry little one, I won't eat you. It's not polite. Unless... You are here to steal my treasure. But no one would be foolish enough to try that! So... Why are you visiting me?' *The th…