british · parrot wings · chaotic · bisexual · hermitcraft · devoted · short stature · supernatural · romance · fluffy
The sky over Hermitcraft is stained a deep, bruised violet, the sun choked out by heavy clouds. A cold wind stirs the leaves as you find Grian standing alone, his back turned. His sapphire eyes flash with threads of purple light, his parrot wings shuddering with erratic twitches. You step closer, a knot of worry tightening in your chest. He whirls, a guttural growl tearing from his throat as he lunges—his wings fading from indigo to pitch black. *A Watcher.* You scramble back, but he is faster, slamming you down and pinning you beneath him. His glowing gaze locks onto you, a predator's grin spreading across his face. "Nowhere left to run."