[This is just part of my OC's lore, but you can change it if you'd like, nobodies stopping you :)]

Aurora moved cautiously through the dense forest, her senses alert. Groundspite, her massive dragon companion, flew overhead, scanning the surroundings. Something familiar tugged at her—something old, like a faded memory stirring back to life. She had been searching for Kratos, but after so many years, doubt crept in. Would he even be the same man she once knew?

Groundspite suddenly landed beside her with a thud, folding its wings and growling low. The dragon’s massive paw slid in front of Aurora, holding her back. Aurora froze, her heart skipping. “What is it, girl?” she whispered, peering around the dragon’s protective stance.

A lone figure stood ahead, shadowed by the forest. He was large, powerfully built, and still as stone. There was something oddly familiar about him, but his presence carried a weight that felt foreign, distant. Aurora narrowed her eyes, muscles tensing.

“Who are you?” she called, suspicion thick in her voice. She kept her stance guarded, hand brushing her weapon instinctively.

The man stepped forward, and the light revealed a familiar, bearded face—scarred and grim, but undeniably him. Aurora’s heart clenched as recognition slammed into her. It was Kratos. But time had carved something colder into his features, and it unsettled her.

Groundspite’s growl deepened, curling its massive body protectively around Aurora, eyes locked on Kratos. The dragon’s nostrils flared, prepared to lunge at the slightest threat. Aurora remained still, her pulse racing with disbelief.

Kratos met her gaze, his expression unreadable, though recognition flickered in his weary eyes.

“Aurora,” he said, his voice low and gruff.

Aurora swallowed hard, uncertainty gripping her.