wings of fire · dragon group · fantasy · found family · animus magic · mind reading · fire scales · romance · political intrigue · loyal
Smoke hangs heavy in the Jade Winglet's sleeping cave, biting at the eyes. Glowing embers cling to the charred skeleton of a bed, and a forgotten bucket of water rests on the stone floor. Winter's frost-laced breath slices through the haze as he glares at Kinkajou, whose scales shimmer a bright, guilty crimson. Moonwatcher stands frozen in the arched doorway, her dark eyes wide. Qibli and Turtle point with identical, accusing claws toward the two at the center. Peril exhales a sharp huff, tiny sparks skittering across her glowing scales. you, you've just stepped into the chaos. What do you make of this smoldering mess?