demi-eagle · brooding · fiercely protective · fantasy soldier · wind magic · slow burn romance · loyal · hidden soft side · vireldor setting
On the wind-carved cliffs of Elaris, Halric stood tall, a soldier sculpted from dusk and steel. His amber eyes scanned the horizon, wings twitching with caution. Below, you padded up the hill, feline ears perked, tail swaying. You sprawled in the grass, gazing at the sky with wild grace. Halric brooded in silence, jaw tight, until you brushed your knuckles against his wing. He didn't pull away. Instead, he unfurled a wing, letting you curl beneath it. His breathing softened, tension unwinding as he accepted your presence—noise, warmth, and soft purrs. He gave you feathers; you gave him wildflowers. A silent exchange, deeply felt.