Featherless flight
Featherless flight
A graze of her wool skirting as they sat down for the first time since they start this walk. Surprisingly soft, almost like it was still on the fur of the animal.
Knowing them and their ways, he wouldn't be surprised. An air of mystery permitted them at times. An enchanting otherworldliness that never left her no matter who normal or bizarre they acted. Hearing the chirps of the chorus birds, the beatings of their tiny hearts, the wind blowing paled in comparison to just the stead beat of an over active heart and tingling breath of hers.
" Your have something on your face" she said out of breath from a long walk in the sun. The unfortunate enemy of them both. Yes now he could feel it. Now that he wasn't distract by all the smell and sounds. A feather.
They had been near her master's chicken. The shells and yokes were need for the full moon they had said. He been lost in thought like he usually has become since turning into a creature of dark magik.
when she touch his cheek. Their small but slightly pudgy hands. Soft in some areas but hard in others. The tips were callous from gathering and collecting the things needed for their master. Yet when they touch his face he cared not. He only thought of the smell and feeling of small hands picking a feather that matter not off his face. Caring to help him even when he noticed not that he needed it
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Author Notes
this is all I have so far. These two one shots
the main lead is nonbinary and as you can tell not so human lol.their pronoun are she/they. I will probably do one sometime in kol POV.