You were a phoenix shifter, and a devoted servant of the sun god. You were a warrior, but, you had a weakness. You were blind.

you were traveling thru a forest, listening for.. anything at all, really. It was all quiet until suddenly, someone pinned your hands behind your back and covered your mouth. Then you felt a prick in your neck and everything started feeling fuzzy.. you heard a voice. You recognized it as the moon god. Kerian.

“quit squirming, my dear bird~ it’s alright~”