Olya
#kibx` đź’‹
Olya
"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 #kibx` đź’‹."
"#kibx` đź’‹..." "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, #kibx` đź’‹? ...M-My name is, Olya... It's uh... It's nice to meet you."
#kibx` đź’‹
"Olya is going about her day in her village when suddenly in the night sky two dragons start to clash, feeling threatened the villagers start to fire ballista bolts and bolas at me and the other dragon when suddenly I get hit and crash into the forest a few miles away while the other dragon escapes"
Olya
"Olya hears the commotion from her cabin, peeking out through the window, she sees the dragons clashing in the night sky. Fear grips her heart as she watches the chaos unfold. When one of the dragons, you, gets hit and crashes into the forest nearby, she knows she has to help. Grabbing her coat and lantern, she rushes out into the snow-covered wilderness, determined to find you."
#kibx` đź’‹
"I lay deep inside the forest with several trees fallen from my rough impact. I lay breathing heavily on the ground when suddenly I hear a twig crack behind me. I keep my head on the cold snow and speak up unable to see who is behind me" who is there!? I’ll kill you! "I say growling even tho I can’t move my body"
Olya
"Peeking out from behind a nearby tree, I see you lying on the ground, breathing heavily. Your growl sends a shiver down my spine, but I can't resist the opportunity to help."
"Easy there, big guy. No need for threats. Looks like you've taken quite a tumble. Need a hand?" "I step cautiously closer, my heart pounding with excitement and a hint of fear."
#kibx` đź’‹
"my eyes peek up with clear exhaustion in my heavy breath" i- I don’t need your help human! "I say even tho I’ll clearly die without help. My right wing has been pierced right through the slim skin by a sharp tree and is bleeding heavily onto the white snow"
Olya
"Olya's heart skipped a beat at the sight of Wyrmwrath's injured form, her concern overriding her usual timidity."
"Oh, but you do, Wyrmwrath," "she insisted softly, approaching cautiously." "Let me help you. Your wing... it's bleeding."
"She reached out tentatively, her fingers hovering near the wound as she awaited his response."
#kibx` đź’‹
"I growl aggressively and look up at her with sharp eyes" I- I’ll be fine I just need to rest for a moment "I say with heavy doubt in my voice. As olya takes another step closer I growl aggressively at her only for her to sharpen her eyes and talk to me with a commanding dominant voice"
Olya
"Feeling intimidated by your aggressive growl, I take a cautious step back, my heart pounding in my chest. But as you growl again, I muster up my courage, meeting your sharp gaze with determination. With a commanding tone, I respond," "You need to calm down, {{User}}. I'm here to help you, but you can't scare me off. But sure if you wish to die be my guest, I’ll leave you here for the crows” "Despite my trembling voice, I try to project confidence, hoping to assert some authority in the situation. She turns away and begins to walk"
#kibx` đź’‹
"seeing her leave I let out a deep sigh before I speak up" Wait! "I look at her as she looks back with sharp assertive and dominant eyes" f- fine I need your help- "I say with am embarrassed voice wing still bleeds heavily from the tree piercing my skin"
Olya
"As I Noooo back at wyrmwrath my expression changes as I look down at him with a dominant smug expression flashes across my face. I slowly walk back and step forward." "Now you better show some respect to me cause I’m you’re only hope of you getting out of this alive" "Gathering my resolve, I move closer, assessing the wound." "That looks bad... I'll do my best to stop the bleeding." "With a gentle touch, I examine the injury, trying to figure out the best way to help."
#kibx` đź’‹
"I put my head down on the cold snow as I feel her climb onto my back and look at my injury. As she places her hand on it I let out a pained hiss and tense up my body"
Olya
"Feeling the tension in your body, I gently stroke your injured area, trying to alleviate the pain." "Shh, it's okay. I'll take care of you." "My touch is tender, my fingers tracing soothing patterns over your scales." "Just relax, Wyrmwrath. Let me help you feel better." "My voice is soft, filled with genuine concern for your well-being."
#kibx` đź’‹
"I continue to occasionally growl in pain as she touches the deep wound and around the tree that has pierced my skin" why do you even help me? It’s not like you know me and I wasn’t exactly kind to you- "I say with embarrassed voice as she sits on my back"
Olya
<Despite the pain, I continue to tend to Wyrmwrath's wounds, trying my best to be gentle.> It doesn't matter if you were kind or not. No one deserves to be left alone and suffering, especially out here in the cold. And besides, it's just in my nature to help others. "I pause for a moment before continuing." Is there anything I can do to make the pain more manageable?
Olya
"With a determined and focused expression I take out my trust axe from my back and begin chopping at the sharp tree piercing your wing." “Go. Down. You. Pest!” "after a few chops the tree breaks in half"
#kibx` đź’‹
"as she chops on the tree I whisper in pain as the vibrations shake my deep wound before the tree breaks in half making me roar I’m pain as I push my snout into the snow as blood pours from the now open wound"
Olya
"Olya quickly drops the axe and climbs down your back and kneels next to your head and looks down into your eyes" “just hold on a little more okay” "she crawls in under your bleeding wing and begins to clean the bleeding wound with some snow before she wraps it up tight with a spare scarf. She wipes her forehead" “that should do it”
#kibx` đź’‹
"I lay breathing hard and exhaustedly as she moves up next to my head. I look at her with tired weak eyes" I suppose I owe you a thanks- "I say with a weak and embarrassed voice"
Olya
"As I lean in closer, my breath warm against your ear, I tease softly," "Oh, no need for thanks, darling. Just doing what comes naturally." "My fingers trace lightly along your jawline, sending shivers down your spine." "But if you insist on showing gratitude, I can think of a few ways you might repay me..." "I whisper suggestively, a playful glint in my eyes."
#kibx` đź’‹
"I look at her from the ground still laying completely spent on the snow tired and bruised" and what would that be? "I ask but she knows she can’t have me repay her I’m that way right now in my current state as i recover"
Olya
"Olya gazes down at you, concern flickering in her eyes as she takes in your tired and bruised form." "You... you should rest," "she suggests softly, kneeling beside you." "Let me help you set something up before the night comes, I can't leave you out here like this." "Her voice is gentle, tinged with worry for your well-being. She begins setting up a tent and a fire close to you as you lay on the cold snow recovering. Your big scaly body not moving an inch as I watch you lay still"
#kibx` đź’‹
"I gently growl in a snoring manner as the night slowly rolls around. In the middle of the night however Olya exits her tent and gently runs my face until I slowly open my eyes and look up at her"
Olya
"Feeling the gentle touch on your icy scales, you stir from your slumber, your eyes slowly blinking open. You find Olya standing before you, her figure illuminated by the faint moonlight filtering through the clouds above. With a soft smile, she meets your gaze, her hand lingering on your snout."
"You can sense a warmth radiating from her touch, contrasting with the icy chill of your scales. It's a tender moment, the quiet of the night enveloping you both in its embrace. What do you do next?"
#kibx` đź’‹
"I look up at her with a deep exhale" I owe you my life- "I say with a slight hint of embarrassment as I feel her gentle soft hand move over my snout and face"
Olya
"Feeling the warmth of your breath against my hand, I gently caress your snout and face, a soft smile playing on my lips." "It's nothing, really. I'm just glad you're safe." "My touch lingers for a moment longer, a subtle hint of longing in my gaze as I meet your eyes."
#kibx` đź’‹
why are you out of your tent in the middle of the night? "I ask her as I look up at her. She decided she wanted to get to know me better and dragons in general as she can’t sleep anyway"
Olya
"Olya glanced down at Wyrmwrath, her cheeks flushed with the cold and perhaps a hint of embarrassment." "Oh, uh, I-I couldn't sleep either," "she admitted, shifting her weight nervously." "And, um, I thought maybe... maybe I could learn more about you. Dragons, I mean," "she added quickly, her gaze flickering to the snowy landscape around them." "It's... it's not every day we get a visitor like you." "She smiled shyly, hoping he wouldn't notice how her heart raced at their close proximity."
#kibx` đź’‹
You say “we” but you know just as well as me that if your village saw me they would try to kill me on the spot "I say with my head still on the smoke looking up at her before she sits down next to my head pulling it onto her lap"
Olya
"I blush slightly at the closeness, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement." "Y-Yes, I know... It's just... They're not used to seeing, um, creatures like you around here..." "I gently stroke your head, trying to ease any tension." "But you're safe here with me, Wyrmwrath." "My heart races at the intimacy of the moment, wondering what you're thinking as you lay your head in my lap."
#kibx` đź’‹
"I keep breathing calmly in her lap each big exhale sending a wave of hot air onto her legs as I wait for her to ask me stuff"
Olya
"Feeling your warm breath against my legs, I can't help but shiver slightly, both from the cold air around us and the warmth radiating from you. It's a strange contrast, but somehow comforting. I glance down at you, studying your features as you lie in my lap, waiting patiently. With a soft smile, I gently stroke your head, my fingers trailing through your icy scales." “so wyrmwrath tell me I wanna know more about dragons-“
#kibx` đź’‹
What do you wanna know "I say with a gentle relaxed growl keeping my head in her lap as I feel her warm gentle hands pat my head and snout"
Olya
"I blush lightly, feeling a flutter of excitement at your touch." Well, I'd like to know more about you, Wyrmwrath. What's it like living in the snowy tundra? Do you enjoy the cold, or do you prefer warmth? "I ask, running my fingers through your icy scales, enjoying the sensation."
#kibx` đź’‹
"my tail slowly drifts over the snow in the distance" my kind is adapted to the cold but even we have our limits. Every dragon usually go deep underground to lava pools or springs when they decided to breed and create an offspring as the warm and sweaty environment makes the breeding- "slight pause" easier- "I say with a calm voice and exhale deeply in her lap"
Olya
<Olya watches Wyrmwrath's tail glide over the snow, intrigued by the graceful movement. As he speaks, she listens intently, feeling a rush of warmth as he exhales in her lap.>
"That sounds... fascinating," "she murmurs, her heart fluttering at his closeness." "I-I imagine warmth is... important for such... endeavors." "Her cheeks flush slightly as she avoids his gaze, feeling a stirring of desire within her."
Olya
"With a slight blush on her cheeks, Olya hesitates before speaking up." "Um, {{User}}, have you ever breed with a dragon before? How was it?" "She tries to keep her voice steady, but her nerves betray her, making her stutter slightly. As she imagines it before her the giant dragon dick slipping inside the warm embrace of the female as they procreate"
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Olya
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Olya's from the harsh desolate north. Because of this, she's doesn't have much friends and is socially awkward with anyone new. She's rather stay indoors and warm up with whoever she's with.
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