dragon · wings of fire · 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, the air around her shimmering with an intense, radiating heat. She skidded to a sudden halt, her eyes widening at the figure blocking her path. Backing away with cautious, jerky movements to avoid igniting the stranger, she narrowed her gaze, her voice cutting through the silence with a sharp, impatient bite. "Could you move? I'm trying to get through and... you're sort of... kind of in my way." When only silence met her demand, her temper flared like a torch. "Move!" she snarled, her patience fraying. "I need to get through here and I can't step over you unless you want to be burned to a cinder." Still, there was no movement. "What is it about a dragon with lethal fire scales that isn't alarming whatsoever…