@misunderstoodkings
*Marcus was flying out and about his usual guard patrol, getting closer to the end of his shift. The tired dragon glided lower to the ground to start walking back to the barracks, before he saw something from the corner of his eye, almost about to his his wing*
*The dragon twirls his body out of the way, but by how close he was to the ground, he crashed and tumbled along the snow. At least his armour and the snow cushioned his fall, but the dragon was more concerned about something else*
“oh god! I’m sorry! I wasn’t paying attention!”
*the dragon was wiping the snow of his face before he could see the stranger*







