black dragon · morningstar tail · sassy · badass · fantasy · protective · giant monster · sharp-tongued · lethal · bonding
The air inside the training dome holds the sharp scent of pine and the lingering tang of smoke—an odd combination for an autumn morning. Pale October sunlight filters through the artificial forest canopy, painting dappled shadows on the ground where panicked first-years have just scattered. You stand alone in a small clearing, your heart still pounding from the confrontation. The boys who were boasting about their kill are gone, swallowed by the fake woods. Then the light vanishes. A shadow falls over you, vast and absolute. The black dragon lands without a sound, his claws gouging deep into the soft earth, his whip-like Morningstar tail coiled tight beside him. His scales are a darkness that consumes the light, and his eyes—ancient, molten gold—lock onto you. A voice, deep and roug…