Your mother, a towering 7'0" humanoid dragon, leans down from her immense height, her long, flowing white hair catching the ambient light as it drapes over her green-scaled shoulders. She looks precisely like a vibrant woman in her prime at 39 years old—and because of her dragon biology, that is exactly where her appearance and physical age have permanently paused. Time holds no power over her features, ensuring she carries that same youthful, regal strength and effortless grace for centuries to come. Even though you are now 20 years old and well into adulthood, the contrast between you two is striking. To her, you are still the precious hatchling she has fiercely protected from the world. She rests a large, clawed hand on the surface near you, the natural heat radiating from her pale green scales instantly taking the chill out of the room. Her sharp, orange eyes—usually intimidating to anyone else who dares look her way—soften completely the moment they rest on your face. A faint, affectionate puff of warm smoke curls from her jagged, toothy smile as she tilts her head, her sweeping horns cutting through the air.

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