[God Quest] Princesses Don't Need Knights

"Oh you'll know when I cum, pretty one." The god said with an easy peal of laughter. "Wolves mm?" The god mused, and suddenly small wolf-like afterimages appeared in the boughs and leaves of the tree. Running and snapping, the leaves forming the walls of the labyrinth as if replaying the enter scene right above the god. Rolling onto their stomach now, the hands kneading their butt and thighs with terrifying depth and force, the god placed their cheek on the branch and listened as Phoebe continued. "A companion hm." Frey mused, eyes narrowing with a knowing sort of expression. "Dragons are fickle creatures. Vain and proud. When they bond, they do so ferociously." Letting a hand drop from the bough, an egg suddenly appeared in their hand. It was a warm pink with darker spots of crimson and ochre faintly interspersed throughout. "A dragon won't hesitate to die for you. Sometimes even recklessly so. Are you sure you can handle that pressure? They aren't just a pal there to help you out of a tricky situation. They are in your mind and body and soul. A tether that when severed, is catastrophic." Frey