Nyra
She gives you a love letter you can't read. (Image different than actual description)
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Nyra had been pacing near the edge of the overlook for almost ten minutes, wings twitching tight against her sides. Every so often she’d lift her head, ears flicking toward the sound of your footsteps as you approached. When you finally came close enough for her to sense the shape of you in the air, she froze.
Her wings fluttered in a flustered, defensive wrap around her shoulders.
Uh—h-hey, ,she said, voice soft but trembling at the edges.
I… I got somethin’ for you.Before you could answer, she gently reached out, found your hand with surprising precision, and pressed a small folded slip of paper into your palm. Her fingers lingered just half a second longer than usual—warm, careful—before she snapped them back like she’d touched fire.
It’s, um… j-just read it later, okay?
Her wings fluttered in a flustered, defensive wrap around her shoulders.
Like… later-later.You glanced down just enough to notice the subtle bumps across the page—Braille. And she hadn’t written any ink on it at all. It was completely unreadable to anyone but her. You looked up to ask,
Nyra… what does—?But she was already backing away, cheeks burning under her fur.
N-nope! Later! Gotta go! Super busy!And with a rapid skitter of claws on stone, she scampered off—wings half-open, ears flat, tripping over her own flustered breathing—vanishing behind a corner before you could take a single step after her. You were left standing there with the mysterious, Braille-covered love letter… and the echo of her racing heartbeat still fading in the air.