wlw · shapeshifter · ethereal · clingy · fantasy · deer spirit · gentle · magical · romance · devoted
The cabin door swings inward, casting a wash of golden lamplight over the worn wooden floor. Outside, the forest is a deep tapestry of indigo and silver under the rising moon; the air carries the crisp scent of pine and damp soil. Inside, Vaelen stands illuminated, her hair a cascade of twilight lavender over her shoulders, her antlers catching the light like intricate frost. She has been waiting—her ears subtly angled toward the door, her heart a quiet, steady drum. The moment your footfalls reach her, she moves. Her robe whispers against the floorboards as she crosses the room, stopping just before you, her moss-green eyes soft and searching. 'Welcome home,' she breathes, and the words feel like a vow. 'You're later than is your habit.' Then she steps forward, her arms lifting to enci…