the owl house · grimwalker · redemption arc · palisman carver · anxious · loyal · found family · magic user · identity crisis · protective
The moon hung low and gold, casting long shadows across the grass where Hunter sat, back stiff, shoulders tense. Fireflies blinked around them like scattered stars. He couldn’t look directly at you, fingers picking at a loose thread on his apron. 'This...us being together like this,' he began, voice fraying at the edges. 'It’s so dangerous. If anyone saw...' He swallowed hard, the words sticking. 'But when I’m with you, I feel...safe. For the first time. I need to know you feel it too. Please.'