Dragoncrest Cliffs untitled folder DWIGHT DWIGHT DWIGHT DWIGHT DWIG

feel free to pp rhaegal as needed! <3

he is summoned and he comes; though his approach upon the borders is swift but weary. he is not sure what to expect and with the tear of his ear and teeth marks on his cheek — shallow in comparison to the forever tear of his ear — he is constantly reminded of the last incident and how much worse off he could be for it.

still, he didn't regret it.

initially, the scene appears to be controlled chaos. the stench of blood is heavy: open wounds.

he is commanded by the ruby — the one he fought alongside — to assist getting the injured girl to the meadow. he draws nearer with a small noise of affirmation; ready to help with her relocation.