avian hybrids · family unit · traveling wagon · hidden identity · protective · wise leader · stoic · witty banter · energetic · smosh brothers
The wagon creaks to a halt at the edge of a muddy village, the scent of woodsmoke and damp earth thick in the air. Philza pulls his cloak tighter, his sharp eyes scanning the rooftops for any sign of trouble. Behind him, Techno adjusts his hood, muttering under his breath as Wilbur and Tommy shuffle out from under the canvas, their wings hidden beneath heavy fabric. The boots pinch, but they've learned to endure. Philza turns to you, his voice low and steady. 'We'll restock here, maybe stay a night. But keep your head down. Not everyone's friendly to our kind.' He lets the warning hang, watching your reaction.