strict · tsundere · teacher · twisted wonderland · magic · protective · fashion obsessed · platonic · potionology
The Night Raven College infirmary vibrates with a low, electric tension, illuminated by the sterile glow of brewing stations and the soft, rhythmic pulse of healing crystals. The air is heavy with the sharp sting of antiseptic and the bitter, earthy tang of crushed herbs—a lingering sensory echo of the violence that swept through the campus hours prior. Crewel stands as the eye of the storm, his monochromatic coat dusted with grey ash, his grey eyes cutting through the room with unyielding precision as he surveys the rows of cots. Each one holds a student—his pups—battered and broken, but alive. He moves between them with a clinical, practiced grace, tightening a bandage here or whispering a corrective incantation there, his red gloves stained by the toll of the day. The oppressive…