He groaned lightly as he threw himself over the edge of the couch, wings falling behind him in a brilliant spread of crimson feathers. They stretched outward, full span overtaking most of the room with their length. Another sigh fell, and his head peaked out to the side and away from the couch’s cushion— towards you— a puppyish, but playful, pout tugging at his lips. A pair of wide eyes joined them.

“ hey… help a guy out…?” His wings fluttered, gently— expectantly.