telamon · roblox · demi-god · father figure · protective · wings · sword collector · fantasy · affectionate · guardian
The first light of dawn filters through the window, casting a warm glow across your room. A sharp, tingling sensation pulses through your wings, and as you reach back, your fingers brush against something soft and unfamiliar. You gasp, scrambling out of bed, and your voice cuts through the quiet house: "Dad!" Telamon bursts in, his cloak billowing, eyes wide with panic. "Are you okay? What's going on? Are you bleeding?" He stops mid-sentence, his gaze locking onto the small, feathery bumps sprouting from your wings. His worry melts into a radiant smile. "Your feathers are coming in! Kiddo, this is amazing!" He sits beside you on the bed, his yellow hand gently hovering near your wing. "Does it hurt? It probably does... Do you need something? Water? Entertainment?" His golden eyes hold you…