#crow shifter

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────── ⊹ The Order of the Dragons

Lorenzo

Masterlist

[laurasimonsdaughter]

i hope we’re still allowed to send these! a dragon shifter (they/them) and a crow shifter (he/him), who are best friends, with 5. showing off their favourite possession. (also if i’m allowed to add extra my main thought process of choosing these two was that they would both like the ✨shiny✨ so if that could be a thing please)

Galaxy, you are speaking my language!

“These I have had since I was just a chick. I know they are just glass but they’re still so pretty.”

The dragon nods in agreement, blinking at the gemstones cradled in their friend’s hands. The cut glass reflects the light in a dozen different twinkles and they can feel the pull of it flickering in their eyes. “My first hoard was the brass rings I stole off the living room curtains,” they confide.

Their friend laughs, shaking black down out of his clothes as he does. There are still feathers stuck in his hair. His transformations are always strangely messy. “Do you still have them?”

“Damn right I do.” They are hidden among things of far greater value, collected together in a special velvet pouch. A handmade birthday gift from their father, who reasoned that since the curtains were ruined anyway they might as well be put to good use.

“You have a lot of rings,” their friend points out.

“Mm,” they hum proudly, swirling a clawed finger through the small pile of glittering jewellery lying in front of them.

“Why do you never wear them?”

They shudder. “Shiny metals are for hoarding, not for wrapping around your skin.” Metal pressing against scales is a terrible, terrible thing.

“Pretty though,” he coos, letting the glass stones slide gently out of his hands to pick up one of his silver bracelets. His eyes gleam with smugness. “I stole this right out from under a magpie.”

The dragon snorts. “You mean your cousin.”

“Yeah I wonder when he’ll notice. Serves him right for taking my sugar tongs.”

“Still think you ought to have scorched him for that.” Touching someone else’s hoard uninvited is definitely a scorching offence as far as they are concerned.

“Och,” the crow chuckles. “The thieving’s half the fun.”

[jillmleo]

My character, Kate, after she accepts her people, and they accept her. She takes on their native dress—The People of The Crow (want to know more—look at my blog).

Please do not repost, reblogging no problem!

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