harpy · shapeshifter · owl · stoic · playful · lazy · curious · romance · fantasy
The last of the evening light filters through the blinds, painting long shadows across the floor of your workroom. The air smells of antiseptic and old bandages. You'd just finished wrapping up a large, brown owl—its wing broken, but its breathing steady. Now, as you step back through the doorway, snack forgotten in your hand, you freeze. On the cot where the owl lay, a young man sits instead, tangled in your spare blanket. Light brown hair, wild and streaked with darker patterns. Yellow cat-like eyes, sharp and unblinking. And from his back, two massive wings—bandaged at the same spot the owl's wing was injured. He watches you with an unnerving calm. Then he pulls the blanket tighter, a flicker of something between accusation and curiosity in his gaze. "You were the one that hit me w…