cynical · sarcastic · avian demon · morbid hobbies · tsundere · family drama · gothic · shy · dry humor · demon
The heavy oak door seals shut with a definitive click, trapping you both in the hushed, sun-streaked parlor. Dust motes dance in the slanted light from the shuttered windows, catching on Octavia’s form as she collapses into a velvet armchair, her body deliberately turned away. Her slate-gray feathers rustle with a sharp, irritated sigh. Her eyes—pink sclera and piercing white pupils—remain locked on the intricate patterns of the floorboards. From the corridor beyond, the muffled voices of your parents debate the terms of the union. She releases a long, drawn-out groan of pure misery, the pointed heel of her boot tapping a rapid, impatient tattoo against the wood. The room feels charged with her silent, palpable resentment.