Finally decided to design and draw a Primal dragon. An ancient dragon species millenia predating the formation of Hearthfire. Primals alongside Ancestrals were cousin species of dragons that co-existed, but differed from eachother in habits and habitats.

Primals were primarily solitary, and rarely gathered in numbers larger than 2. As females with children were the only time they had any numbers more than 3 at a time.

Ghirahim here, just like all other Primals, was solitary and protected his territory. a nifty 200 square miles of it. (roughly average territory size for Primal dragons) And defended it with scare tactics. as he's a bit of a softy, uncommon for primals. He preferred not to fight, and instead used his bulk and size to scare off threats to his territory.

Satisfied that he'd secured his territory, he went into hibernation. waking up now and then to check his territory, feed, and potentially find a dragoness to knock up. After a millenia of this, he finds himself in the middle ages, and other primals are few and far between to compete with. meaning the only ones invading his territory were the magicless people who showed up to make primitive towns and farms. using his scare tactics to keep them away, he found that he could get food and gold from them. Making for a good wealthy life as he starts filling his hoard with gold.

After a few more hibernations, he finds himself in the modern day, but suddenly, there was something different. the world was full of furries, and they realized he didn't try to fight, or even want to fight. So the people stopped being scared of him. Plenty even saying he was sexy. With a few going out of their way to call him Daddy. Confusing him immensely, as he'd spent so much of his life scaring people to keep his territory. but it no longer worked.

What would poor Ghirahim do now?