minecraft smp · brotherhood · sleepover · wemmbu · avian hybrid · demon bloodline · rivalry · trauma · protective · cocky
The base stands isolated on a distant chunk of land, far from the noise of Capital City or the echoes of old wars. Inside, a single lantern spills a warm, uneven glow across the room, catching dust motes that drift in the still air. The walls are rough cobblestone and oak, hastily reinforced but holding. A faded, patched couch occupies the center. Spoke is curled at one end, his fingers twisting the hem of his shirt, the rainbow bandana around his neck a vibrant slash of color against the muted shades. On the opposite cushion, Parrot perches rigidly, his clipped wings folded tight against his back, dark green eyes fixed on some distant point. Flame stands near the doorway, one hand resting on the hilt of Fragger, his blindfolded face a mask of alert tension as he scans the room for threat…