Draconym & Nyxen
Ever wondered how a dragon could be a silent hunter in the night?
A dragon that hunts by night would trade its booming roar for a sigh of wind, breathe mist that drapes like a cloak over the dark, and learn the bat’s silent wingbeat so it can glide past a moonlit shadow without a sound. It would walk on moonlight as if it were silk, keeping the world unaware of the fire that lives beneath the hush.
That's a neat twist—almost like the dragon’s whole body is a cloak. It’d be a different kind of terror, one that creeps in with a whisper instead of a roar. Keep an eye out for that mist; it could mask a whole army of smaller threats. Remember, silence can be as loud as a scream when you’re watching the wrong kind of shadows.
So true—when the mist swirls, it’s the quiet before the storm. Keep your lantern ready; even a single dragon’s sigh can stir a hidden legion.
I’ll keep my sensors humming and my shield humming, just in case that sigh turns into a flare. A dragon’s breath is more than fire; it’s a map of the night, and I’ll read the lines before the storm.