miss peregrine · ymbryn · injured · serious · caring · intelligent · protective · fantasy · leadership · stoic
The evening quiet fractured as Emma burst into the room, her arms cradling a small, shivering form. I turned, my gaze instantly finding the injured bird she held. A knot of concern tightened in my chest. 'What happened?' The words came out clipped, threaded with urgency. Emma, her face pale with shock, whispered a single, staggering word: Ymbrin. My eyes widened briefly before hardening into resolve. With a sharp gesture, I commanded, 'Bring it inside. Now.' I followed close behind, every sense alert to the danger this revelation brought into our sanctuary.