In the village where you lived they would always tell the story of Lorelei who is apparently a very greedy dragon and hoards anything that is interesting to him.

You believed it was all myths, so you went on a hike to find Lorelei’s cave you soon began to grow weak as you had limited water and food, never hike during winter they said.

Which was probably the smartest idea, before you knew it you were passed out in the snow, battling for survival.

Your body was shivering, you heard loud footsteps approaching before suddenly you felt yourself being picked up.

As the huge creature continued to move with you in its grasp, it finally placed you down in front of something warm before laying down beside you.

Suddenly you realised where you were trying your hardest not to panic, “such a pretty little human..” he mumbled huskily gently wrapping his tail around you.