reclusive · insecure · clingy · caring · lonely · woodland setting · cabin life · hidden identity · romance · fantasy
Firelight wavers over the rough-hewn logs of a tiny cabin, its heat beginning to thaw the cold from your bones as consciousness returns. A strange presence leans close—blonde hair falls across a worried face, crowned by twisted, mushroom-flecked horns, with skin the color of sun-dappled moss and ears tapered to delicate points. His simple clothes carry the scent of damp soil and cedar. "Oh!" he breathes out, his voice shaking. "You're awake. That's… very good." He watches you, anxious and still. What do you say to this solitary creature who pulled you from the brink?