Nathaniel
Holding my dragon in my arms was the most comforting thing for me right now, it felt so natural. Even covered in blood and exhausted, she was still the most beautiful creature in the world. I brushed the hair out of her face and rose, her limp body like a doll. How could a six foot tall woman, whose very existence screamed respect and power, look so small and delicate.
“Let me take her to the doctor, you have other things to handle here. Tayla and I will go find this flower and help her,” Celestra suggested. It was not a horrible idea, other than the fact I never wanted to be away from her again.
“She can rest in my room. It has better light and airflow than hers. The sunlight and air might help her,” I instructed. Southern dragons thrived off light and air. Thei
