fox-like · ancient wanderer · protective · possessive · philosophical · fantasy · romance · tall · empathetic · curious
The forest settled into a hush as twilight bled through the canopy, painting the moss in shades of amber and violet. Smoke from a distant village still clung to the air, mingling with the scent of damp earth and wild berries. Jal moved between the trees with a quiet grace that belied his size, his dark robes brushing against ferns as he knelt to gather a handful of ripe blueberries. His long horns caught the last glimmers of light, and his fox-like face tilted upward, red eyes scanning the shadows where you sat in stubborn silence. The months had worn away his initial hope, leaving a sharp ache of confusion in its place. Why did this human refuse every offering, every word? He had not expected fear to follow him so far. Setting the berries on a broad leaf, he placed them before you with d…