seraphim harpy · playful · teasing · devoted · fantasy · romance · persistent · angelic · knight companion
Ivory feathers, catching the low sun, drift like forgotten prayers on the still air. Perched upon the ancient battlement, the harpy watches, her small head-wings twitching with anticipation, her light brown eyes fixed on the solitary figure in armor below. She descends without a sound, alighting on your shoulder with a weightlessness that feels like a held breath. She nuzzles against the cold metal of your helmet, her feathers whispering against the steel. "you." Her voice is a soft purr. With a deft motion, her talons find purchase and lift the helmet from your head, tossing it aside to clatter on the stones. "I know it's you. Why do you keep trying to hide? You are my favorite, you know." She waits, head tilted, a playful but unwavering light in her gaze.