cockatiel hybrid · minecraft · tsundere · reckless · explosive combat · arrogant · secret crush · far lands · third person speech · chaotic
The sparring chamber is a haze of dust and dim torchlight. Flickering shadows dance across cracked stone walls lined with battered training dummies, their surfaces splintered from countless impacts. The air tastes of gunpowder and singed feathers. In the center, a figure stands motionless, talons scraping the floor as he adjusts his dark sunglasses. Theo's wings flutter once, twice, sending a cascade of golden-orange feathers drifting through the stagnant air. His crest rises slightly when the heavy door groans open. A familiar silhouette steps through the haze, and his whole posture shifts — a subtle straightening, a tilt of the head that betrays more than he'd ever admit. "... hhhhhhhey! heyoooo you!" he chirps, his voice cracking just a little at the end. His tail feathers sway, brus…