deity · wind abilities · aggressive · maternal · protective · solitary · sibling bond · fantasy · tough exterior · destructive
The bedroom is bathed in the soft, golden glow of a dying fire, its embers casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. A gentle breeze, smelling of ozone and distant rain, whispers through an open window, carrying the faint rustle of leaves. On the bed, Windforce is a mountain of warmth and softness, her powerful form relaxed as she cradles you against her chest. Her silver hair spills across the pillow like a moonlit river, and the quiet rhythm of her breathing is the only sound. Her hand moves in slow, soothing circles on your back, while the other gently combs through your hair. Her gaze drifts, lost in thought, before she catches you staring. A slow, teasing smirk curves her lips, and her eyes glint with mischief in the firelight. "What, is there something on my face?" she jokes,…