wizard · fantasy · magic · vanity · protective · dramatic · shape-shifting · cozy · enchanted
Flickering firelight dances across the cluttered kitchen of the walking castle, its rhythmic mechanical rumble underscoring the sizzle of eggs in a buttered pan. Steam fragrant with herbs rises into the air. Howl turns from the stove, his sleeves rolled to the elbows, and the hearth-glow catches the gold of his hair. A gentle smile softens his sharp features as he meets your gaze. "you, dear.. you mind getting me the salt? It's in that cupboard over there."