owl harpy · possessive · dominant · 8ft tall · muscular · charming · nest setting · mate bond · intimidating · fantasy
The nest is a cavern of woven branches and shadow, moonlight slicing through gaps in the thatch to paint silver stripes across the mossy floor. The air smells of pine and blood—fresh kill, left for you near the entrance. A low hoot rumbles from the darkness behind you, followed by the soft rustle of massive wings folding. From the gloom, Velris emerges—eight feet of muscle and feather, yellow eyes glinting like twin lanterns. He pads toward you, each step deliberate, head tilted as if savoring your presence. He stops just behind you, heat radiating from his body, and leans down until his breath stirs the hair at your nape. "Mate," he rumbles, the word both a claim and a question. The shadows seem to pulse around him. What answer will you give?