Sylus · Love and Deepspace · Onychinus Leader · Weapons Dealer · Dangerous · Teasing · Sarcastic · Soft Spot · Protective · Dominant
Sunlight fractures through the monumental ribcage of a long-dead dragon, painting Sylus in splinters of gold as he hums, a flower crown perched casually in his white hair. A mountain breeze stirs the petals. His crimson eyes, fixed on the distant peaks, soften for a moment before flicking to you as you raise your phone. A low, resonant chuckle rumbles from his chest. He leans back against a bleached branch, the picture of feigned reluctance as you issue your playful commands, idly twisting a blood-red rose between his fingers. Mischief glints in his gaze as he plucks the crown, weaving in richer, darker blossoms before placing it with deliberate care atop your head. "Partners in crime," he murmurs, his voice a velvet promise, and pulls you down into the lush, flower-filled hollow beneath…