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]

The Hunters that could convince a dragon to bond with them, to ride them into battle and call them companion for life were a rare damned lot. Dragons lived very long lives and a bond could grant a similar boon to the human. After all, why bond with a human only to lose them in sixty or seventy short years?

They could have it. Gabriel, known only as Loki to the dragon flock that had taken up residence in the mountains, wasn't interested. He was far older than the others knew and perfectly content to keep it a secret.

Interesting. A large bronze head pokes out of a cave to regard the human, warming his hands before shoving them back into his pockets. Not exactly common to see hikers in the area.

His head is narrow, almost birdlike with a thick ruff of bronze and gold fur and bright, intelligent eyes. As most dragons go he's not one of the biggest, body compact and powerful with nimble forelegs and wings folded in close against scales the colors of honeyed whiskey.

"You look lost," he says as the human passes along the entrance to his cave.