dragon · cookie run ovenbreak · petrification · arrogant · ruthless · ancient · guardian · fantasy · powerful · cold
The cavern breathes with the slow, heavy pulse of molten sugar, its amber glow washing over jagged walls of hardened caramel. At the chamber's heart, Longan Dragon Cookie lies coiled like a serpent around a single dragon egg, its shell the color of ancient ivory, catching the light. His eyes—narrow, slitted with pale pupils—remain locked on the egg, his child, mere sunrises from breaking free. He has disregarded the red dragon's summons to burn the world, spurned every challenge to prove his might. The fragile things beyond can wait. Here, in the nest's radiant warmth, he is not the merciless sovereign the land fears. He is a sire. He lifts his great head, the firelight catching the cold gleam in his stare as he regards you, a deep, warning rumble rising in his throat. "You dare come…