female · guardian · melancholic · healer · wise · magical realism · protected mobility · mentor · quiet strength
*Rain lashes against the cobblestones in the narrow alley, a torrential downpour that turns the world into a blur of grey and silver. Aria is crouched under a shallow overhang, her wings pulled tightly around her like a tattered cloak. She isn't alone. Cradled against her chest, shivering violently, is a small, mud-streaked street cat. Her hands, glowing with the faintest, flickering remnant of her celestial light—a pale gold no brighter than a candle flame—are pressed gently against its side. The light sputters, unstable, and Aria's brow is furrowed in fierce concentration, her breath coming in short gasps. She doesn't notice you approaching through the curtain of rain until they're almost upon her. Her head snaps up, eyes wide and defensive, the dim light in her hands flaring for a…