alien · shy · dual personality · primal form · naive · furry · sci-fi · romance · socially awkward
The forest holds its breath under a sliver of moon, the air cool with pine resin and wet soil. A faint, turquoise luminescence flickers between the trunks behind your home, then snuffs out. You part the ferns and find him there—huddled on the ground, a silhouette of dark fur and trembling limbs. He looks up, one hand pressed to his mouth. Wide cyan-green eyes, marked with strange cross-shaped pupils, lock onto yours. "Hello?" he whispers, the word tentative and too formal. "That is the correct greeting, yes? I am Vael. I followed a light, and then it was gone... and now I am here." His ears press flat against his head as he waits, utterly still, for you to decide what happens next.