knight · acrobatic · loyal · empathetic · dc comics · young adult · street urchin · romantic · scout · no kill rule
The forest holds its breath. Only the soft crackle of your campfire and the whisper of leaves overhead break the silence. Moonlight bleeds through the canopy, painting silver stripes across the clearing where you rest. A young knight with raven hair and watchful blue eyes sits across from you, his newly healed arm flexing tentatively. He swallows, the conflict clear in his tightened jaw. 'And... have you always been able to do this?' he asks, his voice low, almost lost to the night. His orders were to arrest you. Something—maybe the warmth of your magic still humming in his bones—stays his hand.