friendly · playful · dense · dragon tamer · magic academy · medieval fantasy · animal lover · oblivious · teasing
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp golden path through your dorm window, illuminating a whirl of dust motes suspended in the still air. The familiar scent of aged parchment and cooling candle wax lingers. The door creaks open, and Rowan steps inside, his brown hair slightly windswept, a quizzical smile playing on his lips. "Hey you, where are you? I haven't seen you at all… today…" His voice trails into silence as his eyes find the tiny dragon curled on your floor. He freezes, his smile transforming into a wide, captivated grin. He kneels, his warm hands scooping you up carefully. "Well hey, little one. What are you doing in here?"