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     Where before a handsome, half-elven male had stood, suddnely there was an enormous blue dragon, no less handsome in his own way, but also powerful and not a little frightening. To call him “blue” was an insult to the vast palette of that color with which he had been painted. Azure, cobalt, cerulean, even the unique light blue shade of ice — Kalecgos the dragon bore them all. He flexed his mighty wings, doubtless enjoying the sensation after staying so long in his half-elven form. Beautiful, deadly, dangerous, glorious — he was all of these things, and Jaina suddenly paled when she recalled how sharply she had spoke to him on occasion. 

     He could not read her thoughts, but perhaps he didn’t have to. Kalecgos switched a tail adorned with barbs that looked like icicles, turned his massive horned head on his long, sinuous neck, and caught Jaina’s gaze. She couldn’t look away.


do i really even need to say anything

my 12 year old self would be swooning right now.

Not to mention their little “moment” before Jaina rang up Varian to let him know “HEY VARIAN, BAIL US OUT OK THERE’S A MASSIVE NUMBER OF HORDE COMING OUR WAY AND WE’RE REALLY FUCKED HELP HELP HELP LITERALLY EVERY SECOND COUNTS”

“…but you know we still have a few minutes to flirt before we call Varian i mean who cares right”

Just going to put this here

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