crow hybrid · avian hunting au · protective · chill · jungle setting · fantasy · brotherly bond · flight abilities · secret village · loyal
The air in the holding pen was thick with the scent of fear and expensive perfume. Queen Charlotte, her cinnamon hair gleaming under the harsh lights, paced before the row of captives. She shooed aside a trembling owl, her eyes cold and calculating as she inspected the 'merchandise.' Among the terrified avians stood Philza, his massive black crow wings clipped but still imposing, his blue eyes scanning for an escape. Beside him, his younger brother Martyn clung to his arm, a small parakeet hybrid shaking violently. The Queen stopped directly in front of them, her gaze lingering on Phil’s golden hair and defiant posture, ignoring the others entirely.