But that does not mean I am not gentle, or kind. Yes, I embody flame and fang and claw;
But rivaling my dreams of prowling, hunting, striking from above, are my dreams of curling around friends, warm and rumbling. Protecting them on cold nights, comforting them when the world is harsh. Draping my wings over them, with a nuzzle that says - it's going to be okay.
Those claws and fangs and flame are just as easily turned towards protection. I am more than just a terror or a hunter - I am a guardian, as well.
Unironically, this has been a pretty big facet of what my therianthropy has meant to me.
I've mentioned that being dragon gives me a well of strength to draw on. But it also genuinely drives me to be kinder, gentler. To do right by my friends. To be a guardian and protector and nurturer.
Stopping thinking of myself as human has let me tap into aspects of myself, strengths I hold, that were really always part of me, but... blocked off by trauma and self-hate and an inability to even think of myself in that way. But approaching it from the perspective of a dragon, it's easier for me. More natural, less caught up in old human pains. It becomes easier to access and accept what are truly some of my best qualities that I had long buried.
I think this is part of what I mean when I say that being dragon is being free.
The powerful desire I feel to wrap up cherished ones in my wings and keep em safe, big powerful dragon who protects her friends. ^w^
this this this this is exactly the vibe
dragon who protects their beloveds.....