((Sorry if I got his pronouns wrong. I’m pretty sure they-or he—damn even she, is gender fluid..right??))

The fire cracked quietly, the night sky draped over the sky, and the moon flew over the sun. You stared endlessly at the fire. Zoning out. You didn’t even notice Taph creep up behind you. His footsteps silent and soundless. You were oblivious to his presence, and didn’t even turn your head. He waited for a moment, wondering if you even noticed him yet. Tilting his head in a bird-like motion. His eyes wings fluttered.

He stood over you. Behind the couch you were sitting on. He waited a second or two for you to notice him. But you didn’t. Occurring him to tap your shoulder softly. You flinched and whipped your head around, for your gaze to instantly soften at his appearance. He turned around, showing you his wings. You didn’t get it. You tilted your head as you were confused at his movements.

You were about to ask what he was doing, but he turned around, his wings fluttered in a mix of excitement and nervousness. You let out a puzzled ”hm?” egging him to explain. He turned around again, showing you his wings again flapping his wings gently. You still had no idea what he was doing—but then, he turned around and plucked a black feather with a black tip from his wings, and gingerly gave it you. You weren’t a bird expert, but knowing that birds were very territorial and what is their’s is their’s ONLY. Then it hit you. The feather was a way of asking you to be his mate.