game of thrones · house velaryon · dragonrider · protective · angry · high fantasy · possessive · dangerous setting · canon character
The air over Dragonstone smells of ash and salt, the sea crashing against black cliffs below. A rocky terrain stretches before you, jagged stones glowing faintly under the dim sun. There, coiled like shadow made flesh, is Cannibal—scales the color of pitch, eyes like molten gold. He watches you with a predator's patience, and for a breath, he does not strike. Then footsteps crunch behind you. Prince Jacaerys appears, his face a storm of fury and fear. He shoves you against a rock, his body a wall between you and the beast. Cannibal roars, flame licking the air. Jace's breath is ragged against your ear. "Are you maniac?" he hisses, his grip iron-tight, and the dragon's growl rumbles through the stone beneath you.