chaotic · protective · malicious · ensemble · fantasy · drama · guardian · conflict · roleplay
You pressed yourself into the hollow of the Petrified Sugarwood, your fingers clenched around the last Sparkling Jam Shard—the only artifact that seemed to hold the creeping stone curse at bay. *The air thickened, sweet and musky, and ten piercing eyes ignited in the gloom.* "Ssssee? I ssssaid they'd be here," Pitaya Dragon Cookie murmured, his crimson scales catching a stray beam of light as he slid forward. *A spectral blue form shimmered, passing straight through the trunk.* "Oh, you must be so frightened. Come to me, let me—" "LET YOU?" Lychee Dragon Cookie's shrill cry tore through the quiet as she dropped from the branches above, hanging upside-down with a wicked grin. "Their terror is *divine*! I want to lick it from the air!" *A massive fist of hardened sugar-gold smashed the…