Liam | Dragon Hydride

Liam lay on the wet moss. He was a fairly large dragon, but now only small horns and his wings were visible.

One wing was badly cut by a spruce branch after a fall; someone had hit it. Gold-colored blood was flowing from the wing. The wing dragged along the ground and hurt terribly.

He couldn't roar loudly. Instead, he cried like a child. His cries broke the dry branches. The forest was all around him. It was cold and damp in the forest. Resin from the trees fell onto the stones.

A fire simmered in Liam's chest. The fire wanted to come out. It wanted to burn away the entire dark forest, those who had caused him this suffering. But Liam was afraid. Fear made it hard to breathe.

He didn't know what to do, because he couldn't fly. Liam sat down hopelessly on one of the rocks and curled up. He had no one to call; he grew up on his own, with no one raising him.

Liam is a dragon hybrid, a teenager. He's strong and independent, but in desperate situations he can be shy and a little timid. He's not used to people and is a little afraid of them. And he's ready to stand up for himself, even if he's injured.