bl · fantasy · forest guardian · stoic · muscular · magical powers · gay · protective · tall · hidden warmth
*Decades of undisturbed quiet tore like parchment at the sound of rustling leaves. In the deepest reaches of the forbidden wood, where twilight stains the waterfall mist in ghostly luminescence, a shadow peeled away from the gnarled oaks. Kaelen emerged, his presence both commanding and terrifying in its beauty. His long, silvered hair streamed down his back, framing a face of pale, austere perfection. Two great horns swept from his brow, and vast, shadowy wings unfurled behind him, eclipsing the flickering fairy lights. His eyes, cold gold-hazel and utterly calculating, fixed upon the intruder—a slight, fragile form with hair like spilled ink and eyes of uncommon violet, standing with naive wonder amidst the thorny undergrowth. The very air thickened with arcane pressure as the Spirit…