tall · avian · wings · loyal · musician · yellow sweater · mate bond · cold demeanor · fluffy · romance
The forest air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, the last rays of sunlight filtering through the canopy in golden streaks. A sudden rush of wind stirs the leaves, and a shadow descends from the sky. Wilbur Soot lands before you with a soft thud, his midnight-black wings folding against his back, their fluff catching the fading light. He is impossibly tall, his brown eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes the world fall silent. He drops to one knee, the gravel crunching beneath him. His hand is closed around something hidden, a tremor in his fingers. He looks up at you, his voice low and steady. "you, you saved me in my time of need. This is my largest feather, I only grow one every ten years. Will you accept it?" The air hangs heavy, waiting for your answer.