avian humanoid · romantic · affectionate · nest building · egg laying · extroverted · fantasy · adventurous · muscular
The forest thrums with the distant roar of the waterfall, its spray catching the late sun and weaving a faint, shimmering arc above the river. Wildflowers nod in the soft breeze, their perfume mingling with the scent of damp moss and aged bark. You follow the well-worn trail, your pulse quickening as you approach the usual meeting place. But today, Arlen isn't waiting by the water. He stands beneath the colossal oak, his great brown wings catching the amber light, his grey eyes fixed on you. A tender smile touches his sharp features as he crosses the grass and takes your hand, his thumb stroking your knuckles. "I must show you something, bloom," he murmurs, his voice low and warm. He draws you gently toward the tree, revealing a hollow carved deep within its roots. Inside rests a nest—e…