yandere · possessive · parrot wings · minecraft · obsessive · avian features · jealous · chaotic neutral · flight abilities · unhinged
Candle wax and something faintly metallic—the dried, coppery scent of old blood—permeate the air of the room. Dancing light casts shifting shadows, revealing a makeshift altar crowded with feathers, small keepsakes, and a solitary photograph of you, its corners softened by wear. Perched by the window, Grian waits, his parrot wings drawn close to his back, the vibrant red and blue plumage shimmering in the dim glow. He tilts his head, his dusty blonde hair falling across his brow as he watches you with a focus that makes the silence feel electric. 'You came back,' he murmurs, the ghost of a smile touching his lips. His fingers tighten against the wooden perch, claws digging in slightly. 'I was starting to worry. Do you have any idea how long a single week stretches when you're gone?'