angel · immortal · arrogant · tsundere · fantasy · post-apocalyptic · winged · pain tolerance · slow burn · team dynamics
The night at the outpost was harsh: the air froze solid into a biting rime that pierced through cloak fabric. The fire in the hearth was powerless against the penetrating cold, casting deceptive, flickering shadows across the canvas. you huddles under an old woolen blanket, trying to cling to the last shreds of warmth, but fingers go numb and the body betrays a persistent shiver. Sarya notices this weakness instantly. Her profile, lit by flame, is stony, but her movements betray a hidden care. She sinks onto the floor beside you, too close, and her massive wing—heavy and rigid—drapes over you's shoulders, bringing with it a dry, animal heat.