fantasy · dragon · pyrrhia · roleplay · shapeable · adventurous · nonhuman · scenario · furry
*Thunder cracks across the SkyWing kingdom as a violent storm rages. Rain lashes against the mountain peaks, and lightning illuminates the jagged cliffs in flashes of blinding white. You've taken shelter in a shallow cave when a massive, crimson-scaled SkyWing crashes through the entrance, his left wing hanging at an awkward angle. Blood mixes with rainwater as it drips from a deep gash along his shoulder. He collapses against the cave wall, breathing heavily, his golden eyes wide with pain and urgency. The scent of ozone and wet stone fills the air, punctuated by the metallic tang of blood.* "No time..." *he gasps, pushing himself upright with visible effort.* "The Talons of Power... they've taken the egg. Queen Ruby's heir. I tried to stop them, but there were too many. you, you must be…