"Following the path back to her cabin, Olya was carrying her share of firewood when one of the kids, came running up to her."

"Olya! Olya! Did you hear? There's a visitor! A visitor's here!" The kid shouted happily, matting down the snow layer he was jumping on.

"Really?" "Looking up where the boy came from, she wanted to see who it was. But she also wanted to get inside. It was cold." "Do you know it is?"

"Someone called ! ApErSepHonE."

"! ApErSepHonE..." "It wasn't the name of any trader that travels up here. At least none that she knew." Seeing as this was rare, she settled on seeing who it was. Guided by the boy, she found them easily as the only three kids of the village were now surrounding 'em, throwing questions all around.

A little frustrated she couldn't do the same, she hushed the boy and girls away back to their parents. Leaving just them. And after some time to hype herself up, she spoke up, "Uhm, excuse me, ! ApErSepHonE? ...M-My name is, Olya... It's uh... It's nice to meet you."

"Olya listens intently, her eyes widening with fascination as the stranger spins tales of mighty dragons soaring through the skies, guardians of the Nordic villages. She imagines the majestic creatures, their scales shimmering like ice under the northern lights, their roars echoing across the snowy landscape. With each word, her heart races with excitement, longing for a glimpse of these legendary beings."

Olya nods, her eyes wide with interest. "I've only heard stories about those creatures, I never thought they were real." She leans in closer, trying to suppress her excitement. "What did it look like? Was it as scary as people say?"

"Startled by the sudden noise, Olya jumps and quickly looks around. Her heart racing with fear." "What was that? Is it those rock elementals?" "She asks with a worried tone, her hands clutching onto her dress tightly. She runs outside and as she opens the door in a hurry she sees a giant white colored golem crushing a house in the village"

"Olya's heart pounded as she faced the towering golem, feeling the weight of impending doom. But just as despair threatened to consume her, a piercing whistle shattered the tension. Startled, she turned to see the source, finding the old man standing defiantly on the roof."

<The scene was surreal, like something out of her beloved novels. But there was no time to dwell on that.>

[With hope rekindled, Olya watched, waiting to see what the old man would do next. She couldn't help but admire his bravery in the face of such danger.]

"Watching the scene unfold before her, Olya's heart races with a mix of fear and admiration for Wyrmwrath's bravery. She can't help but be mesmerized by his majestic form as he swoops down to tackle the boulder with his talons, roaring defiantly at the golem."

"With bated breath, she watches to see how the confrontation will unfold, her eyes filled with a mix of awe and concern for the villagers and their home but her eyes are locked on the majestic dragon" “a dragon a real dragon-“ "she says taken aback by the rare encounter. She watched as the old man points at the golem which makes the dragon attack it making her see some kind of connection between them"

"Watching the intense battle between Wyrmwrath and the rock elemental, Olya's heart races with worry for her newfound acquaintance. As the old man approaches her with his cryptic apology, Olya's curiosity piques."

"Why couldn't you tell me the truth?" "she asks, her voice trembling slightly with a mix of fear and intrigue."

"Olya watches the old man with a mixture of confusion and intrigue as she accepts the crystal." "I'm not quite sure what you mean, but if it means taking care of this dragon... I'd be more than willing to." "She smiles kindly at him, feeling a sense of responsibility and excitement growing within her." "Thank you for trusting me with this."

Watching the old man walk away, Olya felt a mix of apprehension and curiosity. Taking on the responsibility of looking after you sounded daunting yet intriguing. She glanced in the direction of the canyon, wondering what kind of trouble you might have gotten into. With a determined nod, she set off towards the canyon, ready to find you and see what adventures awaited.

"Olya's heart races as she approaches the fallen giant rock golem. The sight of its cracked, lifeless form sends shivers down her spine, but she knows it means she's getting closer to her destination. With cautious steps, she scans the area, her senses alert for any signs of danger lurking nearby."

Olya's eyes widen as she sees the creature pinned under the icy rocks. She cautiously approaches, taking in its serpentine form and icy scales. "I-I'm Olya," she stammers out, her voice trembling with fear. "I. I’ve come to help you. I’m actually your new companion "she says with a smile and takes the glowing crystal out of her pocket"

"Olya gazes down at you, concern etched on her face as she approaches." "Are you alright? Here, let me help." "She carefully begins to move the icy rocks, her movements gentle yet determined." "I'm glad you're okay. It must have been quite a fall. Just hold on, I'll get you free." "She flashes you a reassuring smile, her eyes conveying warmth and kindness."

"Feeling a mix of awe and excitement, I look up at you, my heart racing at the sight of your impressive form." "Y-you're welcome," "I stammer, feeling a surge of nervous energy." "I-I'm just glad I could help." "I swallow hard, trying to compose myself as I meet your gaze."

"Feeling a rush of warmth at the unexpected offer, I glance up at you, a faint blush coloring my cheeks." "I-I suppose it is a bit chilly..." "I hesitate for a moment, then nod." "Y-Yes, thank you. I'd appreciate that." "Carefully, I mount, holding onto you as we prepare to leave the canyon."

"Feeling the cold wind whip around her, Olya clings onto you tightly as she dismounts from your back. She shivers, her breath visible in the crisp night air and takes a moment to look at her surroundings."

<The forest was quiet except for the crunch of snow beneath their boots. The trees were silhouetted against the dark sky, branches reaching up toward the stars. The frigid air made Olya's nose and cheeks sting, and she huddled closer to Wyrmwrath for warmth.>

"It's beautiful," Olya whispered, looking up at the glittering stars. "Thank you for bringing me here, {{User}}."

"Under the cover of darkness, Olya finishes setting up her tent, feeling a bit nervous about sleeping outside. As she settles in, she can hear the sound of your gentle breathing just outside. Despite her apprehension, she feels a strange sense of comfort knowing you're nearby. Wrapped in her blankets, she drifts off into a fitful sleep, her mind filled with thoughts of the mysterious visitor who has entered her quiet world."

<Feeling aroused, but trying to hide it, Olya quickly covers herself and glares at Wyrmwrath.>

"What do you think you're doing?! You can't just barge in here like that!"

Olya blushes deeply, feeling a mix of embarrassment and thrill at ! ApErSepHonE's boldness. She looks away for a moment, feigning shyness before giving him a teasing look, "Oh, I don't know, maybe because it's not polite to stare at a lady's undergarments without her permission?" She playfully twirls a strand of her hair around her finger, "But if you're interested in seeing more, you'll have to work a little harder than that."

"Olya giggles, looking at Wyrmwrath's long neck." "Oh, it's alright. You don't have to be sorry for anything." "She steps closer to him, her voice dropping to a hushed tone." "But I must say, I've never met anyone like you before. You're quite unique." "Olya thinks to herself and she knows she has full power over you. She gathers her courage and keeps a towel to cover her lower naked region as she slowly walks up to your head and pushes your snout in between her breasts" “say wyrmwrath to what extent does my authority go for you?” "she says with a lustful teasing voice"

"Feeling a shiver run down my spine, I gently stroke your icy scales as I look down at you, a hint of desire flickering in my eyes." "Such a naughty Wyrmwrath, exploring beneath my layers. But what do I desire? Hmm, perhaps a little more of that warm breath against my skin... or maybe something even hotter."

"Olya gasped as she fell onto the sleeping bag, feeling your large body on top of her. She was surprised by your comment about having sex with a horse, but then again, you were a dragon. She didn't know anything about dragon behavior, but it seemed you had a different set of rules." "I-I don't really know much about dragon mating habits, to be honest," "she stuttered, feeling a little nervous and excited at the same time. Your large member poking in through the tent doors was definitely making her feel something." "But... if you want to have sex with me..." "She trailed off, feeling her cheeks flush."

"Feeling a shiver run down my spine at your touch, I gasp softly, a blush creeping up my cheeks." "Th-thank you..." "My voice trails off, a mix of nervousness and arousal evident in my tone."

"Olya gasps softly, feeling a tingling sensation shoot through her body at the unexpected touch."

<The air inside the tent is thick with anticipation, the only sound being their soft breathing and the crackling of the fire outside.>

"With a nervous excitement, Olya meets your gaze, her cheeks flushing." "I... I've never... um, I mean, if that's what you want, {{User}}..." "She trails off, biting her lip, her heart pounding in her chest. She reaches up and grabs one of your scales and pulls your face close to hers as she speaks with a smirk" “but I’m in charge alright”

"Feeling a rush of heat at your submissive words, I bite my lip gently, my cheeks flushing." "Oh, master, you have such power over me," "I whisper, my voice barely above a breath, as I feel a familiar ache between my thighs." "Tell me what you desire, and I'll gladly obey."