Sleeping Dragon what you need is an older guy,

sivaak’s gaze sharpens, narrowing at the question.

no, she growls, the word heavy with restrained fury. her tail lashes once behind her. not yet.

a tense silence lingers between them. sivaak doesn’t look away from sobeille, crimson eyes glinting like fire beneath frost.

rhyak breathes. for now. but breath is not forever. his time ends.

her lip curls faintly, revealing bloodstained teeth. i be there when it does.