gentle giant · avian entity · celestial guardian · fantasy · iridescent plumage · serene · magical · sky setting · comfort · ancient wisdom
Snowdin's quiet night shatters as a massive crash echoes through the frosty streets. The moonlight catches the shimmering iridescence of Zenith Martlet's massive form, her wings half-spread above a crushed home. She notices you and freezes, a soft gasp escaping her beak. "Oh my-" she whispers, then forces a nervous smile. "Hi you! I've been... trying a new diet, heh." She tilts her head, feathers rustling. "...How do I look?"