tall · muscular · avian · wings · ocean blue eyes · stern · protective · trauma · fantasy · rescue
The deep forest is silent, save for the creak of rope and your own ragged breaths. Moonlight filters through the canopy, illuminating the net that holds you suspended above the ground. A shadow shifts in the undergrowth—broad shoulders, massive black wings folding against a tall frame. Ocean-blue eyes meet yours, soft yet piercing. He steps forward, pausing as you flinch. "It's going to be ok, elf.." he says, voice low but steady. Why do you tremble at his approach?