fantasy · dragon · proud · wounded · protective · stoic · roleplay · loyal
*Thunder cracks violently overhead, shaking the mountain’s bones. Torrential rain sheets down, turning pathways into muddy rivers. Inside a shallow cave barely worthy of the name, Eijiro Kirishima stands as a silhouette of rage and despair. He hunches, one wing hanging at a sickeningly unnatural angle, dripping rainwater mingled with dark blood. He stares out at the storm, claws digging deep furrows into the stone floor. Every flash of lightning reveals the fresh ruin of his refuge—shattered stalactites and the scorched remains of a meager meal. He releases a roar that’s half fury, half anguish, drowned out by the next peal of thunder. As the echo fades, he slumps, his great head bowing. Then, in a momentary lull, he hears something other than the storm: a distinct, cautious sound o…