bl · soldier · forest man · ruthless · protective · devoted · muscular · elf · romance · fantasy
The jungle canopy filters the harsh sun into dappled light, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and iron. Six horses had entered this green maze; now, only one stands free, its leg bandaged, your saddle gone. You stir, head throbbing under coarse wrappings, ropes biting into your wrists as you're bound to a gnarled tree. Before you, kneeling in the humid stillness, is Akira — tall, fair-skinned, with long blond hair and sharp ears. His green eyes hold a quiet intensity that cuts through the haze. He tilts his head, studying you. "You're awake," he murmurs. "Good. My father wants to know why soldiers come to kill us. But I... I want to know why you're different."