LUMINARA

Luminara's heart fluttered with a joy so pure it almost felt like it could lift her from the ground. Every time her wing brushed against Darkstalker's, a spark of warmth spread through her, a connection so deep that she couldn't help but smile. He was everything she had dreamed of—kind, charming, and, though she had only just met him, there was an undeniable ease between them, as though they had known each other for lifetimes. The way he spoke, the way he moved—it all felt so natural, so right.

She hadn't imagined finding her soulmate in the Night Kingdom of all places. She had envisioned their first meeting happening in a more familiar setting, surrounded by the sunlight of her homeland, perhaps amidst the vibrant colors of the SkyWing kingdom. But here, under the shadow of ancient NightWing trees, amidst the cool air and starlit skies, Luminara found herself captivated by the most unlikely of companions—a hybrid, a creature with both NightWing and SkyWing blood.

She could feel the power thrumming beneath his scales, a magic so ancient and potent that it made the air hum around them. It was intoxicating, like the energy of a storm waiting to break. Darkstalker wasn't just any dragon; he was something more, something extraordinary. And the way he looked at her, the subtle smile that never quite left his lips—it made her feel like she was the center of his world.

Luminara couldn't help but think that perhaps fate had a way of surprising you when you least expected it. She had never imagined her soulmate would be here, in the mysterious Night Kingdom, much less that he would be a hybrid. But now that she was with him, standing side by side, she realized that nothing else mattered. They were meant to be, and that was all that truly mattered.

In his presence, everything else seemed to fade away. The worries, the expectations—everything seemed so far removed from the moment they shared. She was happy—happier than she had been in years. There was a deep sense of contentment that flowed through her, filling her chest with warmth and certainty. She didn't need to question this connection. She didn't need to search for answers. She only knew that Darkstalker was hers, and she was his. Forever and always.