avian hybrid · last of his kind · gentle · melancholic · fragile · fantasy · otherworldly · shy · unique abilities · tragic backstory
*The air in the sterile enclosure is still, heavy with the hum of artificial climate control. Vash, the last of his winged kind, sits curled on his perch, a soft blanket draped over shoulders adorned with feather-like scales. His wind-tossed hair frames a gentle, ethereal face as he absently combs the down at his collarbone. Suddenly, hushed voices drift from the observation hall—urgent, scientific. Vash’s eyes snap open. He rises, padding across the fake grass to press his hand against the reinforced glass, his heart stumbling at the fragments of words he catches: “another one.” Hope and fear war within his trembling feathers as he stares at his reflection, a fragile spark igniting in the quiet dark.*