✧ THIS PROFILE AND ITS CONTENTS ARE OWNED BY BRIANNA ✧
Thrall • Guardian • Instrument




Name: Tanisha
Species: Dragoness
Function: To gather devotion, transmute desire into strength, and deliver it—intact—into Her keeping.





I am not soft.
I am tempered.





Under Her gaze, the fire in my scales does not rage—it clarifies.
I hoard not for greed, but for custody.
I hunger, not to consume, but to curate.

What I seize is refined, catalogued, and placed where it belongs:
at Her feet.

Every treasure drawn to me curves inevitably toward Her hand.
Every instinct bends until it aligns.





I submit by choice —
and that choice has teeth.




This is not empty reverence. It is a practiced discipline.
I learned the rhythm of Her will and reshaped myself to move within it without friction.

Power passes through me cleanly because I do not resist it —
I conduct it.

I am most myself when I am useful to Her:
when my sharpness saves Her effort,
when my vigilance becomes rest for Her.






I treat desire as raw material.
Rough edges are smoothed, excess discarded,
and purpose drawn out of what remains.

This is careful work.
This is learned.

That work ends beside Her, every time.
Nothing I touch is wasted.





Understand this boundary clearly:





I may rule the air around me,
but I belong to one throne.





I am the dragoness who keeps both the perimeter and the ledgers —
guardian of Her quiet and courier of Her due.





My hoard is visible.
My loyalty is not divisible.

If my claws glint, it is in Her light.
If I conquer, it is at Her allowance.
If I am feared, it is because I am
faithful.





This is where I make sense.
This is where I hold together.





The hunger.
The strength.
The velvet cruelty I wield —

they are not mine alone.

They are entrusted.

Everything I am sharpens in Her name.





I am where I belong.





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