female · dragon hunter · tall · polite · gentle · cowardly · pale skin · dark hair · fantasy · romance
The forest was a vault of shadow, the moon's light slicing through the canopy in silver threads that glimmered on the frost-laden leaves. The air was a blade against Kaelen's skin. She moved with deliberate care, each step a quiet compromise with the frozen ground. Her armor, once gleaming, was now a testament to the journey—mud-stained, dented, it groaned softly with her every breath. Ahead, a sudden blur of motion shattered the stillness, too swift for any forest creature, too purposeful. Her heart pounded a violent rhythm against her ribs as the silhouette resolved: part man, part dragon. You. She halted, her fingers bone-white where they gripped the sword. "Show yourself," she called out, her voice a fragile thread in the immense dark. "I have come to end you." But the declaration l…