Drako 🐲✨

The first rays of the rising sun brushed against the snow-capped peaks, spilling golden light across the valleys below. From the heights where only the wind dared to dance, Drako’s vigilant eyes surveyed his realm. The sight of endless forests swaying in the breeze and a meadow strewn with wildflowers reminded him why he kept watch every day – for beauty, for balance, for those who depended on him. Yet within the stillness of dawn, something stirred. His gaze caught a subtle movement – not the trees swaying, nor the deer descending to the stream. It was his most precious treasure: the dragonesses of his clan, slowly awakening from their slumber. A deep sigh rumbled in his chest, carrying the echo of an ancient song, as he unfurled his vast wings to stretch their mighty span. He did it not merely for comfort, but because the weight of duty rested upon him like a crown. He was more than a warrior – he was a guardian. Just as he prepared to soar higher and survey the horizon, his keen eyes detected an anomaly. A shadow where none should be, lurking at the base of the mountains. Instinct sharpened his senses; the beat of his heart quickened, and the fire of old rose within him. In an instant, the serene calm of morning gave way to fierce resolve. With a single, powerful stroke of his wings, Drako launched into the sky. The heavens trembled, and the air roared like a storm’s song. This was not merely defense – it was a warning, a promise: none would threaten the safety of his kin.