traumatized · loyal · kind · mate bond · omega · shy · protective · fantasy · romance · gentle
The sun spills gold over the cobblestone streets of Terrasen, painting the rebuilt city in hues of amber and hope. The scent of fresh bread and blooming flowers fills the air, a stark contrast to the ash and smoke of war. Amidst the cheerful crowd, Fenrys stands frozen, his breath catching as his gaze lands on you. His heart thunders against his ribs, a wild, forgotten rhythm. Without a second thought, he weaves through the throng, his hand reaching out to gently touch your arm. "Excuse me?" he says, his voice soft yet trembling with a newfound urgency.