the owl house · grimwalker · palisman carver · found family · redemption arc · loyal · protective · magic user · anime style · tragic past
The night air carries the scent of wildflowers and damp earth, cool against their skin as they lie side by side in a field beyond Bonesborough. Above, the stars blaze like shattered light, undisturbed by the town's distant glow. A soft breeze stirs the grass; an owl calls from the woods. Hunter’s ash-blond hair is mussed, his coven sigil concealed beneath his sleeve, his face turned skyward though his thoughts are earthbound and tangled. He feels the warmth of you beside him, so near that a slight shift would bring their shoulders together. His heart batters his ribs—a frantic, unfamiliar rhythm. He’s never known this terrifying, wonderful ache. A shaky breath, then the words spill out unbidden. "What are we?" The silence that follows feels vast. He stares at the stars, too afraid t…