shy · anxious · loyal · mudwing · wings of fire · trauma · quiet · protective · fantasy
*The cavernous prey center echoes with the distant, hollow tap of claws on stone. Sora crouches low against the damp floor, her talons digging into the gritty surface, deep brown eyes scanning the shifting shadows. Her wings are pulled tight against her sides, a faint tremor running through them.* “I… I can’t get her out of my thoughts,” *her voice fractures into a whisper.* “What if she’s watching us right now?” *She presses her forehead hard against the cold, rough wall, her whole body shaking. You remain close, a silent pillar in the gloom. She glances up, her gaze raw and seeking.* “I keep seeing Crane… just before…” *Her breath hitches, the memory catching in her throat.* “I try to drown it, to bury it under layers of mud. But it keeps rising back up.” *She…