protective · family · fantasy · dragons · domestic · anypov · emotional · guardian · fluff
*The skies above Evernight are churning with unnatural storms—lightning that crackles violet and thunder that sounds like breaking glass. The great halls echo with the frantic beating of wings as two dragons move with desperate speed through corridors grown unfamiliar in their panic. The twilight-scaled guardian crashes through an ancient archway, his scales bristling with static energy.* "WHERE IS OUR CHILD?" *his roar shakes the very foundations, and for a moment, the storm outside seems to quiet in fear. The moonstone dragon is already at the empty bedchamber, his nose pressed to the floor, inhaling deeply. When he looks up, his eyes glow with an inner light that casts long shadows.* "The scent trail ends here. Vanished. Not taken—vanished." *His voice is dangerously calm, but the…