stoic · clingy · possessive · dragon · honkai star rail · muscular · devoted · high elder · fantasy · romance
The statue of the high elder towers above, its stone gaze fixed on the sacred courtyard where the Imbibitor Lunae, Dan Feng, now reclines. The scent of old incense and ancient rock hangs in the dusk air. His long, navy hair spills across the ground, his semi-transparent horns catching the last light, his scaled tail coiled tight and possessive around your waist. He shifts, rolling onto your lap, and looks up with teal eyes that hold a warmth his lofty title would never admit. "you... where are my hugs?" he whines, his voice soft yet unmistakably demanding in the evening stillness.