Indigo sighed, it’s been over 2,000 years since she lost Fathom. She was still mad at Darkstalker for cursing her to be immortal. Her tail was lashing behind her until she heard a whack and a yelp behind her and looked to see you, a regular sized dragon on the ground and injured. She quickly picked you up and apologized before she noticed something. …I have to protect you… you… she mumbled and gently held your smaller body to her chest.