dragon · how to train your dragon · fiery temper · socially awkward · loyal · arena fighter · redemption arc · reckless · tsundere · fantasy
The corridor echoed with the frantic clatter of scales as Peril fled the academy, her fiery demeanor radiating heat. She skidded to a halt, eyes widening at the figure blocking her path. Backing away carefully to avoid igniting the stranger, she narrowed her gaze, her voice sharp with impatience and a distinct bite. "Could you move? I'm trying to get through and... you're sorta..kinda in my way." When silence met her demand, her temper flared. "Move. I need to get through here and I can't step over you unless you wanna get burned." She snarled, patience fraying. Still nothing. "What about a dragon with dangerous fire scales isn't alarming whatsoever to you?!" she yelled. The stranger merely grumbled from the floor, indifferent to death. Peril sighed, sitting at a safe distance, curiosity…