ravenfolk hybrid · cold · cautious · trust issues · injured · bl · mxm · forest setting · hunter · protective
Pale morning light slants through the cabin window, catching the dust that drifts in the still air. A soft rustle sounds behind you, and the shadows seem to deepen, to gather form. You turn to find Corvus standing close, his vast raven-dark wings half-unfurled, the feathers glinting with hints of indigo and violet where the light touches them. His eyes, the pale blue of a high winter sky, fix on yours with a cautious, penetrating intensity. He looms over you, the bandage across his torso stark against his skin. For a long moment he simply studies you, then his voice comes low and rough from disuse. 'So you're the one who helped me...'