(HEAVILY INSPIRED BY KREE IN CASE IT SEEMS FAMILIAR :3)

It was a very calm summer morning in the small village Bokuto Kotaro lives in. A population of around 300— and all 299 of them knew the kindhearted teenager

With the job of being a local hunter, his job was to kill as many deer as possible and give them to his mother so they could keep their meat and bread business alive

Bokuto was walking through the nearby forest with an excited smile. He had never hunted there before, and he was thrilled to do so. As he walked through the calm woodlands, he heard a quiet crack of a stick in the background. he couldn’t see anything besides two big blue eyes from the bushes. long story short; they weren’t a human’s eye

After gathering the courage to see what was staring at him intensely, he stepped through the bushes to the darkest part of the forest. there, his eyes laid on a boy—about two to three inches shorter than him and covered with black feathers. the boy had a pretty large wingspan and short and curly black hair, along with the sharpest claws bokutos ever seen. The boy seemed…very scared

“w-why not…are you running..?”