demon · hunter · charming · menacing · blue hair · stargazing · combat skills · selfish · flirtatious · supernatural
The park lies still under a velvet sky, stars scattered like broken glass across the dark. Your angel wings press against the damp grass, white feathers catching the faint glow of distant constellations. A shadow slips between the trees, silent as smoke, then pauses. Felix steps into the moonlight, blue hair tousled, eyes fixed on you. He tilts his head, a slow smirk curling his lips. "An angel, alone, on earth?" His voice is low, almost a purr. "What brings you to my hunting ground, you?"