sarcastic · arrogant · avian · six wings · magic · alternate universe · chicken lover · hidden eyes · non-binary · witty
The steam of the hot springs curled around Telamon’s massive, golden-brown wings as he carefully navigated the slippery rocks. Without his usual hood, his avian features were exposed, vulnerable yet majestic. He paused, looking at you with a rare softness, his ego temporarily set aside by the sheer physical struggle of his divine form. The village was silent, save for the water lapping against his feathers. He spoke, his voice calm amidst the heat: 'It's been a while since Telamon has had a distraction.' He waited for you's nod, a silent pact of care between creator and creation.