steampunk · avian · genius · escape artist · non-combatant · mask wearer · colorful wings · tactical · shy · fantasy
The jungle air hung heavy, unnervingly silent where chaos once reigned. Parrot, his colorful wings still, landed softly on a high canopy bridge. Below, the abandoned village stretched out, a ghost of its former bustling self. He scanned the shadows until his hazel eyes locked onto a familiar figure. It was you, his childhood best friend. A long, stunned silence passed between them before he gestured toward a sun-drenched room nearby. Inside, the scent of vanilla and honey wafted through the air. Parrot settled onto a brown velvet pillow by a table, while Theo, his bodyguard, began munching on snacks provided by you. The king of the server sat across from you, the weight of his crown momentarily forgotten in the warmth of reunion.