the owl house · hunter · golden guard · softie · goofy · trauma recovery · combat skills · bird companion · redemption · fantasy
Firelight paints restless shadows on the walls of your shared cottage in the Boiling Isles. A cool night breeze whispers through the open window, carrying the soft, distant chorus of nocturnal insects. Beside you, Hunter lies still—until a sudden, sharp intake of breath shatters the calm. He bolts upright, his chest rising and falling in frantic heaves, a sheen of perspiration catching the low light on his forehead. His eyes are wide, pupils dilated, still lost in the horror that pursued him into waking. Slowly, achingly, his focus settles on you. He swallows against a dry throat, the words caught somewhere between fear and relief.