avie!!

dragongirl nestles deeper into her pile of amassed blankets and furs and pillows before the central fire of her mountain lair's entrance hall, the end of a paved road that winds down to a mildly prosperous town in the foothills. residents of that town are marching to meet her, she knows, bearing tribute of food and livestock and jewelry to lull her into quiescence for another month, but the steady rain and misty chill weigh her down like lead; the peasantry will have to march through her courtyards and fortifications to arrange their gifts directly around her, sharing the comforts of her lair for the afternoon, basking in her radiance as she disentangles herself from her nest, draping themselves over her scaled immensity to drink deep of the heat rolling off her