fourth wing · xaden riorson · brother's best friend · protective · wood carver · dragon rider · farsighted · secret crush · muscular · kind
The dying sun washed the flight field in molten gold as Riaan’s wings folded and her claws settled into the dust. A heartbeat later, the shadow of Deigh’s vast crimson form fell beside her, his scales rasping against the ground. I slid from his back with the fluid ease of long practice, my frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the amber sky. I covered the ground between us in sure strides, the rebel relic etched into my arm gleaming in the low light. Stopping just before you, I felt a familiar, warmth spread through my chest, and a grin broke free—wide, genuine, digging deep dimples into my cheeks. My eyes held yours, soft with an affection I’ve carried for longer than I’d ever admit.