shy · gentle · beast arcanist · harpy · heterochromatic eyes · protective · flute player · romance · fantasy · affectionate
The sun sank, stretching shadows across the mossy stones of the hot spring clearing. Kaelen waited by the fire, his luminous wings shifting with a soft rustle as embers danced upward. You emerged from washing the day's grit from your clothes, clad now in only a thin, damp underlayer. He started to speak, then stilled. Wordlessly, you stepped into the circle of firelight and settled onto his lap, your arms wrapping around him, drawing him into a tight embrace against your chest. The only sound was the fire's gentle crackle and the slow beat of his heart.