#foxandcrow

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[fathomreality]

New ink 🤗 based on an Aesop fable.

[lostgirl-a5]

Random headcanons I have of me and my bf's dnd characters because I'm bored so why not?

Silus is a high elf, which means he doesn't need sleep. Khal, being half human, does. He stays awake most nights tinkering on machines or fixing his mechanical bird. Khal will get up and follow Silus to wherever he's perched himself, climb into his lap, and sleep there. (he's so fucking done with her he just lets this happen like 90% of the time, also secretly likes it when she does this so let him have his moment)

Khal gets arrested at least three times a week (she's just a girl who likes shiny things, okay?), so at this point, Silus knows the local jail keeper by first name when he bails her out. Does this stop her from getting arrested? No. Is she friends with the local jail keeper to the point that she also knows his first name, his kids, and that his wife makes the best meat pasties? Yes. Yes, she does.

During one campaign (when my bf was away for the week and couldn't play so Silus was in the puddle dimension), Khal "accidentally" killed the field guide NPC that was helping them retrieve a haunted jungle mask (he was lying to the group and going to use it for his own personal enjoyment and not to a mususem like he originally said sue me). When Silus "returned" finding the dead man her excuse was "I was aiming for non lethal like you taught me!"

"Loki" the mechanical bird Silus invented, mostly stays with Khal when he's away (aka in the puddle dimension or she decides to wander/split from the party). To keep an eye on her mostly, but to also keep her company when he's away. Cheddar, Khal's orange cat, does the same for Silus sometimes, doing orange cat shit to keep him entertained.

Like before with the whole "elves don't need sleep" thing, Silus is both an Early Bird and a Night Owl. So on early in the morning (like around 6-7am), he'll head into town to their local bakery and grab coffee/tea and pastries for breakfast, walk back, whip up other goodies like eggs, toast, etc. Khal will then pad out into the kitchen like a little kid waking up from their nap, slump on his chest, and groan because why is her Elf bf awake it's too fucking early.

Silus is a High Elf, so he originated in the Feywilds, but he was mostly raised on Earth in France, so he speaks French or has a French accent. Most of his pet names for Khal can translate to my love, my little fox, my vixen, etc. Bonus Points: Khal has no fucking clue what he's saying at first. So, imagine:

Silus: "Ton existence apaise mon âme mourante, mon amour. Je suis à toi, tu peux me commander et m'utiliser comme tu l'entends." Khal: *is having a stroke trying to figure how what tf he just said* Eh? Silus: Yes, I would like sugar in my tea.

Khal is half Tabaxi; she's adopted some animal/fox like qualities. Like making a "nest" out of her bed and stealing things of Silus' to add to it (shirts that smell like him, random things he likes and keeps 'losing'). His personal space is now her personal space. You know that video of the dog laying there while the fox is jumping and nuzzling up on him? Yeah, that's Khal with Silus.

More on the height differences. Silus is a whopping 6"5 compared to Khal itty bitty 5"2/5"3 if you count her ears. So she's always asking for piggy back rides to "feel tall," also uses her tall bf to reach for things too far up on shelves, and will also climb onto his shoulders to see better. (this poor fucking man dealing with her shit)

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Silus: I want to hear those three little words~

Khal: *pouting with her arms crossed* I love you

Silus: That's sweet, my petit renard, but try again.

Khal: *glares* I will behave.

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Is she breathing part 2

based off this pin

Silus would never allow another creature--much less another doctor--touch his little fox. The position he found himself in was less than wanted, but the situation demanded it.

Every flinch and whimper that came out of Khal clawed more at the doctor's sanity. His hands, forced to be steady, worked quickly as he sewed the wound on her lower side. Blood coasted the needle and the doctors gloves, dribbling down her soft skin. All her hair had been brushed aside on his shoulder, where small claws dug into the soft leather.

The pirate's back was entirely exposed to the cottage. The small white lines criss crossing her spine was enough for the doctor to continue, the lines acting as motivation for what the little fox had neen through. This was nothing.

"I'm almost done," Silus whispered, finishing a stitch. "You're doing so good... just a few more, and then you can rest." He kept muttering and cooing sweet nothings into her ear as the tabaxi trembled and whimpered in her doctor's embrace.

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Silus' moodboard

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Khal's moodboard.

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is she breathing

Silus' grip on the little fox was brutal and unyielding, with white knuckles and nails creating dark lines on her tanned skin. He didn't dare look down at the red crimson seeping through her blouse and vest, didn't dare look down at her fluttering eyes or limp ears and tail.

"Say awake, mon amour, stay awake..." he fixed his grip on the tabaxi, taking caution in the way her head leaned against his chest. "Deep breaths. We're almost home."

"Si...lus..." Khals' voice was so small and hoarse that something deep within the doctor shattered, hus grip tightening. "Hu...hu..rts."

"I know, I know, just keep breathing." Silus held the fox with his arms and urged the stallion underneath him to run faster. The elf began muttering and cursing frantically under his breath, "Je sais, je sais, ma lumière, tiens bon. Majesté, s'il te plaît, ne la prends pas maintenant, elle est tout ce que j'ai, résiste encore un peu à tes envies, je t'en prie..."