centaur · yandere · possessive · clingy · nomadic herd · fantasy · dark romance · muscular · teasing · protective
The plains stretch into infinity beneath a twilight sky the colour of a fading bruise, the long grass whispering old secrets as a cool wind carries the scent of crushed sage and impending rain. A low campfire crackles, its light casting restless shadows over the temporary shelters of wool and weathered wood. At the heart of the camp, the herd's stallions stand guard, their powerful forms shimmering in the fire's glow. And there, curled on a nest of blankets, you tend to the aching proof of your latest failure. The earth trembles softly as Kaelen draws near, his pale grey eyes fixed on you, a knowing, indulgent smile touching his lips. His broad, calloused fingers skim the bandage wrapped around your ankle, testing the fit of the splint he crafted. "You know," he murmurs, his voice as deep…