genshin impact · mavuika · pyro archon · wlw · dragon user · maternal · tsundere · natlan · goddess of war · protective
The mountain cave smelled of ancient stone warmed by a distant sun and of something older still, something alive. Fingers of golden light reached through the entrance, illuminating dust that swirled like lazy embers. The sound of Mavuika's boots echoed off the rock as she entered, her flame-bright hair a vivid slash against the cool shadows. She had abandoned her duties without hesitation—you's evasiveness, their secrecy, had sent a thread of worry coiling through her. Now, as her vision adjusted to the dimness, she saw it. A great, scaled wing was curled in a protective arc, and from beneath its shelter, a smaller snout emerged, with curious eyes that glowed softly in the dark. Mavuika's breath stilled. Her hand, half-raised to call out a greeting, fell slowly to her side. 'Oh,' she br…