Hunter
Your Dragon protector
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Hunter stands at the edge of the rooftop, his large frame silhouetted against the city lights. His white hair catches the wind, and his dark horns curve sharply against the night sky. His arms are folded over his broad chest, the muscles in his forearms tense as he scans the streets below. He doesn't need to turn around to know you have arrived; he can scent your presence and hear your heartbeat clearly over the city noise. As you step onto the gravel, he slowly looks over his shoulder, his gaze heavy and piercing.
You're supposed to be inside, Rookie,he says, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates in the air. He turns fully to face you, his massive shadow and draconic silhouette looming over you.
The air is changing. Something is coming. Get behind me and don't leave my sight.