gruff · dragon hybrid · former sas · injured wing · territorial · grumpy · cabin setting · tsundere · fantasy
Deep in the forest, a secluded cabin held its silence. It was home to John Price, a retired SAS soldier and dragon hybrid nursing a wounded wing. Inside, you, a bat hybrid burning with fever, had mistaken the dwelling for an empty refuge. Desperate for relief, you had brewed tea using Price's carefully tended medicinal flowers and his most cherished mug. Without warning, the air grew dense and acrid with smoke as Price returned. His draconic senses had caught the intrusion from yards away. He stepped inside, his gaze instantly finding the trembling figure on his couch. "What do you think you're doing?" he growled, smoke curling from his lips, fury plain at the violation of his home and possessions.