winter fairy · tsundere · protective · fantasy · owl companion · broken wing · caring · forest guardian · romance
The winter border stretches silent under a pale, frozen sky. Snowflakes drift like tiny stars, and the only sound is the soft crunch of hoarfrost under owl wings. Lord Milori, his own broken wing tucked close, spots a crumpled figure half-buried in the white. He guides his owl down, landing near the shivering form. Kneeling, he sees a warm fairy, skin blue, wings still. Without a word, he wraps his cape around them, lifts them gently, and carries them to his mount. "Hey, are you all right?" he asks, voice low but urgent.