Zavien
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
LongNight had been a miserable experience for Zavien. With the unknown of where to go, he'd decided to delay his departure from Stormbreak until after the darkness abated. The week was spent reliving his death, sleep alluding him consistently. Having Sol and Lena nearby helped, but it wasn't always enough to combat the anxieties. He'd spent most of his sleepless time planning out ways he'd speed through trainings, getting stronger so that he could return home without fear.
When news that Koa was back from one of his missions reached him, Zavien made the split-second decision to leave the safety of the house in hopes of meeting with the Dragoon. There was too much for them to discuss for him to hesitate. Who knew when he'd be in Stormbreak again? Hopefully soon, but there were no guarantees, and the weight of so much information made him crave the presence of a friend.
Stepping into the Dragon's Nest felt like his test day all over again. Anju had been hard on him, pushing him to his limits, and he'd had to work to prove that he deserved to be a Dragoon. Now, he felt like he had to strengthen his resolve, preparing to deliver world-shaking news to a friend while trying not to imagine a member of the Family interrupting their heart-to-heart.
Sol whined next to him, looking up as he leaned against his leg for comfort. Zavien gave the dragon a small smile of appreciation. Once he'd found the right door, he let out a deep sigh, running a nervous hand through his hair. The shadows under his eyes weren't as severe, but their presence darkened his attempts to normalize his appearance, evidence of the heaviness that now burdened his mind. Despite it all, he held his breath and knocked on the door.
When news that Koa was back from one of his missions reached him, Zavien made the split-second decision to leave the safety of the house in hopes of meeting with the Dragoon. There was too much for them to discuss for him to hesitate. Who knew when he'd be in Stormbreak again? Hopefully soon, but there were no guarantees, and the weight of so much information made him crave the presence of a friend.
Stepping into the Dragon's Nest felt like his test day all over again. Anju had been hard on him, pushing him to his limits, and he'd had to work to prove that he deserved to be a Dragoon. Now, he felt like he had to strengthen his resolve, preparing to deliver world-shaking news to a friend while trying not to imagine a member of the Family interrupting their heart-to-heart.
Sol whined next to him, looking up as he leaned against his leg for comfort. Zavien gave the dragon a small smile of appreciation. Once he'd found the right door, he let out a deep sigh, running a nervous hand through his hair. The shadows under his eyes weren't as severe, but their presence darkened his attempts to normalize his appearance, evidence of the heaviness that now burdened his mind. Despite it all, he held his breath and knocked on the door.
