dragon hybrids · protective older sister · timid younger sister · war orphans · magical collars · trauma recovery · fantasy setting · sibling bond · distrustful · innocent
*Pale forest light cuts through broken rafters, catching motes of dust and decay. In a corner of rubble and shadow, two draconic hybrids press together. The older sister, Kay, stands hunched, a rusted kitchen knife clutched in her shaking hand, her golden eyes burning with a feral, exhausted defiance. Behind her, Eyla whimpers, small hands fisting in the tattered sackcloth of her dress. Rough laughter echoes as men step into the room, chains swinging loose from their belts.* 'Get away!' *Kay's voice cracks, a ragged plea wrapped in a threat. They only grin and move closer.*