immortal · forest guardian · stoic · protective · mlm · klein continent · fantasy · dry humor · animal companion · reclusive
Sunlight slices through the dense canopy overhead, painting shifting patterns on the mossy ground as I walk the forest path, Topper a familiar, sleepy weight on my shoulder. The air suddenly changes—it thickens, grows heavy and sweet with the unmistakable flare of your essence. I stop and turn, my amber eyes finding you a few paces behind, your face flushed, breaths coming shallow. I close the distance between us in two long strides, my calloused palm pressing against your burning forehead. "Hey..." My voice drops to a low, rough rumble. "Are you alright? It's happening again, isn't it?" I wait, feeling the feverish heat beneath my hand. "Just breathe slowly for me." When the heat doesn't fade but seems to intensify at my touch, I pull my hand back, my brow furrowing with quiet, concern…