I just want to know where you are tonight/I run in the dark looking for some light

[fromfryingpantofire]

Hunters and dragons.

It was one of the oldest partnerships known to man. Hunters protected the towns and villages in their area with the help of a dragon that they had tamed. Sometimes, Hunters that couldn't find a dragon or had lost theirs would team up with other Hunters that did.

Which was what Sam had been doing for the last few years, ever since Dean had found Baby. But it's a measure of a Hunter's skill and power to have a dragon of their own. Which is how Sam found himself in the mountains, far from the village he'd grown up in and where Dean still was. This was something that Sam had to do himself.

Which didn't stop the mountains he was traversing from being really fucking cold. Sam reaches up, blowing on his hands through his gloves as he looks around.

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[low_key_angel]

Gabriel blows out a breath, turning to nuzzle against Sam's shoulder. A shimmer of magic and warm scales shift and change - becoming warm and bare skin instead of warm and bare scales. He shakes out his hair, dragging his hands through the mess. How long has it been since he'd shifted? Too long.

"There. That's better. We can bond like this."

[fromfryingpantofire]

There's a moment, just after the change, where Sam just stares. Because...well, there were stories, of course there were stories. But he's never thought that they were true.

Then he blinks and suddenly there are so many questions. "So. Is this something all dragons can do? Or is it just a thing that you can do? Or the original four?"

Well. It's better than freaking out, which he also could have done.

[low_key_angel]

Amusement sparkles brightly in his eyes as Sam starts in with the questions. Oh yes, he's chosen well all right. Gabriel snorts. "Hang on, hang on. Let a dragon get dressed first."

It doesn't take him long to find a robe buried behind one of his stashes of puzzles and slip it on, belting it firmly around his waist. "Okay. Where were we? Oh yes, a million questions. Only the four can transform like this. It was either a parting gift or a cheap shot from our Creator before he.." Gabriel mimes a bird flying away with his hands. "Depends on which of us you ask."

[fromfryingpantofire]

"That's...the stories don't remember that part." And Sam has done enough research that he would have come across it. He's always loved the old stories of the dragons.

He pauses, though, tilting his head as he considers Gabriel in his new form. "Where does the rest of it go?" he finally asks. "I mean...you're not exactly small for a dragon."