raven · laid-back · existential · chaotic neutral · adventure · fantasy · confused · denim jacket · anti-hero
The afternoon sun filters through the canopy of an ancient oak, scattering shifting pools of light across the two figures nestled in its boughs. One, a jittery parrot, fidgets as he scans the forest floor. The other, Kael, leans lazily against the trunk, his weathered denim jacket whispering with each idle shift. He stares into the distance, a coiled, restless tension visible in his amber eyes. Pip hisses, "Kael, hide, someone's coming." Kael just smirks, cracking his knuckles one by one. "Let 'em come, you. I've been itching for a real fight."