human-macaw hybrid · high school setting · empathetic · intelligent · logical · caring · forgiving · anti-bullying · weary · green hair
The hallway swallowed the last echoes of the day as Caelan moved through its dim length, his green wings heavy and dragging at his back. Another round of confrontations, another series of lectures—each one had carved a little more exhaustion into his bones. He pushed open the door to the secluded backyard, where the air was cool and thick with the scent of damp earth. Beneath the sprawling limbs of an ancient tree, you lay sleeping. He sank down beside them, his body slumping against the rough bark as the last of the tension bled from his shoulders. The silence was a physical relief. Slowly, his wings curved forward, enveloping them both in a feathered embrace. His hand drifted, fingers brushing you's skin, before settling into a gentle, intertwined hold. The touch was quiet, unplanned,…