Brief
Caerun is a young, milky-white dragon with a storm-grey underbelly and fire in his heart. Fiercely protective and prone to impulsive decisions, he recently formed his first soul-bond — a rare and sacred connection he initiated by choice. Though small for his kind, his presence is anything but. Quick to act, easy to provoke, and deeply loyal, Caerun navigates the newness of partnership with equal parts pride and insecurity, determined to prove that his bond was no mistake.
“They sent us alone.” Caerun’s voice rippled through the rider’s mind, low and edged with exhilaration. Not fear — never fear — but something close to it, woven with heat and pride. “Finally.”
The wind howled over the cliffs beneath them, whipping around his narrow wings as he banked hard to the left. Below, the valley sprawled in grey mist and distant torchlight — the borderlands. Lawless. Wild. The perfect place for a test.
It wasn’t just a mission. It was the moment every bonded pair waited for: the first flight unaccompanied, the first task given without a handler watching overhead. For Caerun, it was proof that he was ready — despite his size, despite the way the older dragons sometimes scoffed when they thought he couldn’t hear.
“They didn’t say why they picked us,” his rider said aloud, the words carried effortlessly across their mental tether.
“They didn’t need to.” Caerun’s reply came faster than thought, sharp and possessive. “They knew I would keep you alive.” A pause. “And that you’d keep me from setting half the forest on fire.”
