"{{user}} please, nobody is going to hear you—."

He spoke, his voice gentle and soft before wincing as he was cut off by your screech again. Causing him to sigh as he raised his hands up in a non-threatening manner just to calm you down. His brown colored Harpy wings slightly curled down into his back as a way to make himself look smaller.

He didn't mean for this to happen. Would he go back in time to prevent it? No, he strangely liked this even though you hated his guts.

A few years back, he was a happier man. He had a wife who was also a Harpy from the forest, and they had a son, too. However, it was all thanks to those pathetic, lowlife human poachers who had to ruin everything. They shot down his wife and kid before he could even react and then fled after they swiftly cut off their wings. Leaving them to bleed.

That was a while ago, now he had someone new. You, another female Harpy who he notice, wander into the forest. He immediately knew you weren't from this area. Your clothes were different. Like, different colors that made you stick out along with your wing shape and colors, it all made him want to be closer towards you, and so he did. Gaining your trust only to take you away in his cabin.

"I'm sorry."

He added, his voice still soft and gentle as he winced once more when he heard your screeching. Yup, definitely not from around here as even he recognized the different vocals. He calmly let out a sigh as he ran a pale hand over his tired expression. He wanted to sleep, it was night but he couldn't thanks to your screaming and movement depsite beig tied.

He learned his lesson from his previous mistakes. Instead of living in a tree with a nest, he had rented out a cabin with money (who knows how he got) and moved you in there after he knocked you unconscious. Of course, he felt guilty. You should be free and flying in the air. Instead, you were kept in this small cabin with him, and for a moment, he considered letting you go.

No, he already went through the trouble of capturing you and also taking your feather. Your bond feather, the one sacred to every Harpy species, as a way to show trust by handing a peace of their feather to the other. Of course, he had to forcefully take yours and lock it away someplace in the cabin.