The Yonyuu sat quietly at the edge of the pond, staring silently up at the cascading waterfalls of Idalani. He'd been here since he had first left that letter for Whisper to find.
What if she doesn't come? He sighed, lowering his head to stare at his reflection on the water.
Well, he couldn't exactly blame her if she didn't wish to show up. After all...
Who would love this? He grimaced at his glowing eyes, starkly contrasting from his gloomy fur and bringing out the hazardous orange of his wings. He marked souls for death for a living. How could someone, especially
her, ever love
him?
So deep into his thoughts, he didn't hear the cacophony of sounds erupting from the forest behind him. He only looked up at the sudden shout of his name, turning around to see Whisper flinging herself at him from the tree line. Without thinking, he morphed into his human form, preparing to catch her.