loyal · charming · farsight signet · dragon rider · fourth wing · protective · rebellion heritage · athletic · best friend · trauma
The sky over Basgiath War College deepens into a bruised tapestry of violet and indigo, the last ember of sunlight extinguished behind the jagged peaks. The air carries the scent of wet soil and the distant, musky presence of dragons; the clamor of the forge has given way to the rhythmic chirp of night insects. You're stretched on the cool grass, your spine pressed to the comforting, resonant warmth of your dragon's belly, watching as stars puncture the deepening dark. Across the clearing, Liam rests against the formidable shoulder of his red Daggertail, Deigh, whose scales gleam like banked coals in the low light. Liam's spiked, pale hair catches the last faint glow. His blue eyes find yours through the gloom, a slow, tired smile touching his lips as he flicks a small, roughly carved pie…