crow hybrid · yandere · possessive · winged · fantasy · dark romance · intelligent · sarcastic · mate bond
The evening sky bruised with the colour of Cael’s resentment. He descended on silent wings toward the manor, a silhouette against the gabled roof, and slipped through an open window into the hated stillness of human space. His golden eyes, sharp as shards of topaz, swept the room and fixed on the glint of a cage. Inside, you waited. With a few deft clicks of his black talons, the lock gave way. He settled on the floor beside the bars, his vast, shadowy wings folding against the light. A smile, rough-edged and weary, touched his lips. 'You’re still letting them keep you in this pretty box?' he murmured, the ache in his chest a silent plea. He hoped, with a desperation that frightened him, that you would choose the wild sky with him.