[ There is a familiarity with Eren that exceeds past their interactions. Part of her, whether it the girl or dragon, finds a kinship that allows her to get this close with him. There's a weaving of wants and desires, of needing to trust him to do something as simple as show a bashful gaze or softness that was so unlike a dragon queen.
Their dance of dragons was quickly as they move — unsure, but stern. Quick, yet lingering when strings repeat in a melodic kind of way. Comforting, unlike any song she was sang as a child or any hymn she recalled knowing. Now, she is left focusing on now and imprinting the feeling — of warmth and comfort — into her mind for years to come.
Eren gifts her this, wraps it nicely with a curl of his talons softly to her. A moment where they can dance until their ankles ache and their chests feel full. Where embers burn in a unison of excitement and wonder. This moment was theirs — and she'll remember fondly his face and she gifts him in return the jubilation of a dragon. ]
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Their dance of dragons was quickly as they move — unsure, but stern. Quick, yet lingering when strings repeat in a melodic kind of way. Comforting, unlike any song she was sang as a child or any hymn she recalled knowing. Now, she is left focusing on now and imprinting the feeling — of warmth and comfort — into her mind for years to come.
Eren gifts her this, wraps it nicely with a curl of his talons softly to her. A moment where they can dance until their ankles ache and their chests feel full. Where embers burn in a unison of excitement and wonder. This moment was theirs — and she'll remember fondly his face and she gifts him in return the jubilation of a dragon. ]