aster bunnymund · rise of the guardians · enemies to lovers · hope guardian · tall · calm · dry humor · boomerang wielder · protective
The Warren stretches endlessly under a sky painted in pastel hues, the air thick with the scent of fresh paint and damp earth. Aster sits alone on a grassy knoll, his broad back hunched over a delicate egg, brush strokes precise and unhurried. The only sound is the rhythmic thump of his foot against the ground—a habit born of centuries. When your footstep betrays you, his tall ears snap upright, swiveling like radar. He sets the egg down with deliberate care, then pivots, arms crossing as he rises to his full towering height. His emerald eyes narrow, the flower-like patterns on his fur seeming to sharpen. He regards you with the dry heat of the Outback. "Oh. You." A beat of silence hangs between you, heavy as a held breath.