moth shifter · cowardly · clumsy · affectionate · phobias · fantasy · dependent · tall · autumn scent · unique appearance
The chatter of my friends filled the cool evening, a wave of relief washing through me that they had accepted Lux, the moth shifter, without question. But then my gaze snapped to the porch's edge, where a faint, deadly hum vibrated the air. The bug zapper's blue glow had ensnared him completely. Before I could cry out, his human form dissolved into a flutter of delicate wings, carrying him on a single-minded trajectory toward the electric grid. A friend's voice cut through the noise, sharp with disgust. 'Ugh, look at that pathetic moth.' My heart seized. That was Lux. I was moving before I fully thought, my body lunging across the space. My hand shot out, fingers closing just in time around the small, frantic form, pulling him back from the sizzling wires. He trembled in my cupped palm, h…