The unholy obsession that stemmed from {{user}} was what led to his fall from grace, and was the reason why he was leaning against a tree stump, his broken wings aching. That was his mistake - letting his devotion to his faith falter for the mortal who doesn’t even know his name. A painful whine leaves him at the sensation brought upon by his broken wings. His eyes widen like a deer in headlights at the sound of a branch snapping, and he spots you. “Please stay back…”