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@thefloriststagalong
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I think I saw you wondering around the red kingdom once, but you're clearly not from here
I'm sorry, I don't think we've met, who might you be?
@apos-moon-piercer
"ah, uhm.. my name's salem. salem springwell-" he puffed out his wings, his eyes darting around as if looking for owain. poor baby didn't know how to deal with another new person right now.
Seeing him nervously look around made apo regret approaching him instantly. She cleared her throat awkwardly, before continuing
"Salem... Wait— Springwell?"
"you're related to the nature mage?"
"Ah, yes. Scott's my younger half-brother." Salem rubbed the back of his neck, smiling awkwardly at Apo. "I came to see him. And now I've sort of been roped into staying with Owain while I build my home.."
Apo raises her eyebrow and tilts her head to the side
"Owain? The 'lionknight-who's-not-actually-a-lion'? Didn't take him to be the... hospitable kind..."
"well i mean who am I to judge..."
"He's much kinder than he seems at first glance, just.. quiet. It was very kind of him to offer me a place to stay."
Salem's cheeks reddened.
Hi Salem!
I saw some pidgeons the other day, they made me think of you!
X Starborn
A letter from a carrier pidgeon
@the-physic-breaking-mage
"Oh, how.. sweet? Thank you."
Puts Salem in a pretty dress and shows Owain
Puts Salem in a pretty dress and shows Owain
PUTS SALEM IN A PRETTY DRESS AND SHOWS OWAIN
Salem kind of just.. stood there. He looked embarrassed, though not that uncomfortable. The dress was kind of nice..
Though he immediately puffed out his wings and hid his face in his hands when the traveler dragged Owain over.
@blue-kingdom-not-a-cat
*Owain blushes at the sight, but shakes off the traveler and shield Salem with his body.*
“Away with you! How dare you embarrass him like this-” *Even through his mask, it’s easy to tell that he’s protective-flustered-glaring at the traveler.*
Salem huffed into his hands, leaning into Owain a bit. He slowly lowered his hands and peered up at the man. "M' fine, Owain.."
He took a moment to think, then they grabbed one of Owain's hands and fidgeted with it. "The dress is.. okay. I feel pretty. Just didn't expect it.." He shifted on his feet.
“Hmph.” *Owain turns to him, glancing down as blush creeps across his face.* “…It is pretty. Still. That should not have been sprung on you without warning. You do not deserve such treatment.”
"Well.. yes. But it isn't too big of a deal." Salem bit his lip, placing his head on Owain's shoulder and smiling. "Thanks, though."
“If it bothers you, then it is a big enough deal for me to concern myself with.” *Owain huffs protectively.* “…But fine. If it would put you at ease, I will let it go… for now.”
*He pauses.* “Would you like to come inside? Or change into something else?”
"We, uh. We can go inside." Salem gently tugged Owain towards the knight's house, having become accustomed to staying there rather than in his newly built cabin in the mountains. It was essentially just a place to stare his stuff at this point.
Salem ran a hand through his hair, which was down for once, as his other hand adjusted the skirt of the dress.
*Owain opens the door for him, the follows behind.*
“Um… Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Or… Do you like books? I have a few I think you’d enjoy… I haven’t really thought out what to do, now…” *He laughs quietly at himself, mostly prompted by the awkward feeling of not knowing what to do.*
Salem immediately wandered over to the couch he'd convinced Owain to get, sitting in the corner up against one of the arm rests.
He made grabby hands at Owain, shifting a bit to halway lay down, their back propped up by pillows. "Noooo.. hugs."
*It is early morning, at an hour not many are up at. The sun not risen yet, in a few hour it will being to rise but not now. Despite the early hour you're double checking fishing rods to make sure that they are in fact operational, you wouldn't want a certain cat, fish thing whatever they are, to be disappointed that they couldn't fish when they wake*
*speaking of them, you look up to see a cat on the furnaces, their 2 tails each forming a question mark, their head tilting to the side* "good morning, I think"
-@castor-morph
“Good morning. Quite early to be awake, isn’t it? Do you need something?”
*Owain turns to face them, posture relaxed.*
*in a second they swap into their more humanoid form, looking revitalized form yesterdays arena* " was just seeing if you were awake and possibly ready to go fishing"
*they pause for a second before speaking once more* " besides even if you weren't ready to fish we could at least figure out wear it would be best to fish, I'm thinking either the lake below the castle or the river in no man's land, maybe even the training beach could work"
“I am. Do you not want to eat breakfast first?”
*He dusts his hands off and adjusts his items. (Or rather, dusts his gauntlets off, but same difference)*
“Those are good choices. I think the lake might be best, least chance of someone- especially someone of the Red Kingdom- interrupting us.”
*they pause for a sec, clearly remembering they in fact need to eat food* " oh yeah, breakfast." * They still for a moment clearly thinking before speaking once more * "I don't feel super hungry at the moment so we could start fishing and cook some fish to eat unless you already have food that can be eaten before fishing, hmm, I think the lake has a little nook with a smoker and a campfire that we could cook with"
“I have bread. It might not be the best, but it will suffice for now, and then yes, we can cook some of the fish we catch.” *Owain pulls some bread from his inventory and offers it to Castor.*
*they nod and grab the bread* " this can do" * they eat the bread, sitting down while doing so*
*after eating the bread they sit the in the quiet of the morning for a bit, till they decide to break the silence* "sooo are the fishing rods good, if so we should head to the lake"
“Yes, they’re ready. Let’s go.” *Owain keeps an eye on Castor as the two walk, relieved to see that they seem much more cheerful today.*
*they nod and start to walk towards the lake, when they get to the lily pads to the fishing nook they use them to jump over, landing in the nook quite quickly due to their roguish nature. They wave over at Owain signalling him to do the same*
“Owain follows them across, stumbling and falling into the water with slight dramatic flair, hoping it will get a laugh out of Castor.*
*He wades out of the water and shrugs with a playful-* “Oops. You’re much more nimble than me.”
*they watch their dad Owain try to cross, giggling when he falls, smiling like a kid in a candy shop* "you're supposed to land on the lilypads, not the water, Owain" *even if you couldnt see them the smile on their face was heard as clear as the purest of waters*
"Big clumsy lion" *they giggle a little at their own words and that of Owain*
*Owain shrugs with this sheepish look to his posture.* “Ah, I suppose you’re right. My mistake. Maybe you can teach me how to do it right next time.”
*Still with a smile in his voice, he tilts his head.* “Is this where you wanted to fish? It’s a good spot.”
*while the giggling has ended the smile of their face is still quite big* " yeah I'm pretty sure kitty made the spot so they get a good fish supply when needed. I saw her here yesterday while you were grabbing things before we left so I don't think we'll see them while fishing"
“Alright. Fine by me.” *Owain settles and brings out the fishing rods, fine with the idea that Kitty would not be interrupting them.* “Here you go.”
*they take the fishing rod and nod, then casts a line out, it doesn't take long before a fishy bites and the first catch of the day is here*
“Well done! What did you get?” *Owain praises, still waiting to catch something on his line.*
*they inspect the fish for a second before answering* " it looks to be a cod"
*they put the cod in the smoker, making sure it has coal while doing so and it does. Then they cast the line again soon after hearing a splash from Owains direction*
“Ah, just a soggy boot.” *Owain complains lightheartedly, and shrugs. He looks at Castor.* “You’re better at this than me.”
*they somewhat chuckle at Owains misfortune with a look of amusement and confused annoyance at the boot presence in fishing water* " who would throw a boot in here"
*they once feel a tug in the line and reel in a cod, placing it in the smoker and once it's done cooking they hand one to Owain and began to eat one themself*
“Thank you.” *Owain takes the fish and loosens a part of his helmet, allowing him to eat without revealing his face. Just as he finishes, there’s a tug on his line, and he feels in a fish of his own.*
*their ears perk up and their smile grows wider for a sec* " yay, you also got a fish"
“That I did.” *Owain puts his fish in the smoker before casting his line again.*
*for about an hour they sit and catch fish, the silence only broken by praise upon catching a fish or the occasional bit of banter, somehow they have gotten to the discussion of oaths and specifically oath breakers* " I feel like it depends on the oath and why it was broken, like if someone had an oath to also listen to their monarch but then the monarch ordered them to slaughter loads of innocent people just to cause conflict for fun or something of similarly bad intentions that should call for them to be able to go against their oath without being considered disgraceful as they did the moral sound thing. *They reel in a fish and place it in the smoker* " and that not even considering any oath made on flimsy promises like if a knight loved a ruler and was led on the think the ruler loved them to and made an oath to always protect them but then the ruler got bored of them and threw them away.
“I suppose this is fair.” *Owain pauses to reel in his own next fish.*
“However, I believe the circumstances ought to be terribly dire in order to elicit breaking your oath. Your oath is what you live for, the thing a knight strives most to uphold, even if it should cost their life. I would say that mass meaningless slaughter could be reasonably protested against, but something so small as unrequited faith is not so dire. In my opinion.”
"it's less of a dire case and more of you shouldn't ever have to keep an oath made on false promises. Especially cause serving and giving your life to someone you thought loved you but then got bored and there you away could lead to you not performing as well you could or you developing very unhealthy mental beliefs like thinking you're only wanted if your helpful or believe the person the swore an oath to only belongs to them and being overly possessive or possibly even killing those they deem unworthy of being close with the person in any capacity." * They pull up another fish*
"besides an oath should only be valid if it's made form something real and solid, not fake and flimsy "
“This is fair.” *Owain concedes.* “However, oaths should not lean weight on supports such as beliefs and unfaithful promises. An oath is still an oath, made under differing beliefs or not. It is up to a knight to act civilized and not to take an oath they will regret. A sworn oath is always ‘valid,’ they simply are not all good oaths.”
*they pull up another fish, thinking for a moment probably debating something before speaking again* " if an oath isn't a good oath you should at least be able to revise it, like how if a building had a faulty roof you'd fix or repair or if a boats sail got tore you'd get a new one or sew back up.
*they pause again for a second before continuing* " like with the idea of a knight making an oath to someone they loved, once they learn it was made out of a lie they should be able to change it to something like protecting the innocent or the faithful without being shamed for being an oathbreaker. Id bet you if I was in that situation even the red kingdom knights would judge me for breaking said oath, only judge me for being an idiot. And at least one blue kingdom knight form either the past or the now would find the person and would beat them up or threaten.
“Perhaps…” *Owain pauses to consider the words.* “A revision and renewal, I suppose, could be appropriate in the right situations… Still, an oath should not be based on such fluid things as affection. Some might argue a knight ought to turn away from such affections for the very reason of it clouding judgment and splitting loyalty.”
*they pull up another fish, and put it in the smoker* " i do agree that oaths set in love and such can be quite dumb as sometimes love can fizzle away untill the oath doesn't fit any longer."
*another fish bites the hook and gets dragged up* " However I disagree on knights not being allowed to have affections. I remember a trainee, back when I was taking classes, who told me of how fighting for love helped them win more often then not and such I believe some knights do their best when fighting for love while other fight for their kingdom pride or to uphold their honor. Tho technically those can also be considered love, not of a person but of home and self image." * They pause for a second, looking as if their were about to say something " you care for me like a father would their child, and that in it self is a type of love and affection, based in family rather then romance" however they seem to decide to not say it, rather they pull up another fish*
“I didn’t say knights shouldn’t be allowed to love. I just mean that some knights dislike the idea of their comrades being distracted, especially in combat or while guarding their kingdom. Affection can be a strong motivator for some, in which case, theyre welcome to use it as such.” *Owain pulls up a fish of his own as he speaks.*
*they nod and hum in agreement as they check how many fish have been caught, totalling out to 3 stacks and 60 fish*. " four more fish and we'll have 2 stacks of fish for both of us"
*they look up at the sky which now has colors showing and see some birds flying by and points them up, this has become common place for them to do*
“Wow, already? Nice.” *Owain looks up as Castor points.* “Pretty birds.” *He tries not to blush at the though of a certain other pretty bird.*
*they smile and nod with a mhm. They also pull up a fish, 3 to go!*
"hey, you hang out with a bird person right?"
"I do. ...Why do you ask?" *Owain stats to blush faintly under his helmet, but manages to keep it out of his tone.*
" cause I want to properly meet everyone in our kingdom, heck even everyone of the other kingdom. *They pull up what they assumed was a fish but ended up being a pile of tangled up plants that was stuck, the momentum of pulling the pile out getting some of the plant in their now partly wet hair*
*they continue to talk as they pull the plants out, fishing rod placed to the side and curled up with their knees to their chest* " besides with less people around then before the.. uh ... fight it's nice to have more people I know and can talk to and hang out with myself and if we know the same person or people if easier to befriend"
*Owain pauses his own fishing to help get the soggy leaves from Castor's hair.* "This makes sense. I suppose I could introduce you to Salem. He's very kind, I think you'll like him." *His blush while tlaking about the avian bleeds into his voice slightly.*
"Are you alright? You seem distressed."
*for a second they look as if they know the yearning in a very I know what you are vibe however when asked if they're ok their face reverts back to their previous expression before talking once again* " don't worry about it, I still get a little.. uh, upset I guess whenever I think about the battle" * they still remember the screams and cries of many innocent people and how none of them could help one of their fellow students.
*They subconsciously lean against Owain looking around randomly as he picks out the last few plants untill they look up and there's a ton of birds flying overhead, beautifully silhouetted by the last bits of the sunset colors in a way that the awe on their face is all that's needed to guide someone to look at the gorgeous view*
"I see. Would you like to talk about it? It might help you feel better." *Owain reaches over and gently squeezes Castor's hand reasuringly.*
*their attention is dragged form the view to Owains words, they chuckle a little before speaking * " I dont see how talking about how I could hear people dieing is gonna help dad " *they look back up at the sky, the birds are less frequent at this point but still quite pretty, castor seems oblivious to their slip up*
*Owain is slightly stunned, not having expected that but also feeling slightly heart warmed to be called dad.*
“That’s… not what I expected. Look… sometimes it helps. To have someone to listen and talk to. To share the weight of it. Knowledge is often a heavier burden than it should be.” *He squeezes Castor’s hand again.* “You can say no. But I’m here for you, and I always will be. I swear it.”
*listen to Owain talk and something lead them to replay what they had said (to make sure they follow the train of logic in conversations) and are slightly mortified at the slip up but keep it mostly out of their face* " I just don't like to think about it, after a while things are blurry and I feel like some parts of what happened just aren't there and it's a similar fuzzy to the arena where it like I'm about to pass out but I don't and I can never fully remember what happens after the fuzzy gets to much and- "
*they pause in their words and the hold they had with owains hand loosens, for a second their eyes look glazed over confused then they seem to regain their focus, their hand tightens, the yellow colorings seems to dull*
"I just don't like talking about it"
“Hey, hey, that’s alright… are you okay? Is something wrong?” *Owain tilts his head in worry, noticing the shift.*
*After a moment, Owain changes the subject.* “…Never mind all that. How about… have you seen anything really interesting lately? Like a cool flower, or one of the newer builds?”
*precaution sees and hears the lion understanding that a shift has happened, they began to slowing release control as he began talking about safer subjects, thankfully someone would've tried to take control and would ruin things if he kept questioning the fight and leading morph to find out.*
" hmm the floating looking flowers that connect form Scotts to the castle are fun, I also think I heard something about someone making this little nook a proper place with actual infrastructure"
“Yeah, Scott’s flowers are really cool. Have you seen the big ones he’s been growing around the kingdom?” *Owain slowly relaxes, seeing his son a little more at ease.*
*the fuzzy blur is fading, they don't know how long they were fully out of it but they can keep with the convo well enough*
" yeah, there are some around the mage tower to that glow at night and it really pretty "
“Yeah, it is. The mage tower itself is also pretty cool, isn’t it? What’s your favorite part?”
*they seem much more calm now,*
"the flowers lighting up, I like when things light up at night it's always gorgeous"
“They are very pretty, this is true.”
*Owain pauses, looking over at him.* “Are you feeling better? You looked upset earlier. You don’t have to talk about it, but…”
"I am feeling lots better, the fuzzy basically gone"
*they think about what else they could talk about and settle on the bird person* "I'd still like to meet the bird person you hang out with"
“That’s good.” *Owain smiles, relieved, under his helmet.* “Salem? I’m sure he’s around the kingdom somewhere if you’d like to look for him now.”
*they think for a second before speaking* " once we get the last 3, i think, fish we need to have 2 stacks each, then we can go find the bird"
*they grab their fishing rod and cast, quickly getting a fish and putting it in the smoker* "2 fish now, that was quick"
“Alright, that’s fine.” *Owain waits for a bit until a fish bites his line, too, and he reels it in.*
*they sit for a few minutes untill a fish bite and castor pulls it up, putting it in the smoker and speaking* " that's the last one, here *they pass over 2 stacks of fish * there's you're share and *they fish they put in fully cooks, getting added to a stack* here mine. "*They put the fish in their food bag*
"Let's go put these rods back before we look for the bird" *they stand and jump on the lilypads to the other part of the lake waiting for Owain to do the same*
“Thank you.” *Owain follows easily, not falling into the water again, and walking with Castor to put the rods away. Once they do, Owain starts walking towards the training grounds, hoping they’ll find Salem near there.*
“That was quite a nice excursion, wasn’t it?” *He glances at Castor.”
(@thefloriststagalong another child would like to meet Salem)
*they walk with a sense of nervousness and excitement, meeting new people is always a little nerve wracking but they have a genuine smile on their face and hope that things go well*
" yes, I gots lots of fishies for if I want to do the arena again and for eating when im hungry. Plus the conversion was nice, even tho the fuzzys kicked in"
Approaching the training grounds, the sounds of wings flapping became audible.
Salem was in the air, making his way around a small flight course he'd made with metal rings and wooden pallets. Owain had assisted him earlier with collecting said wood and transporting it to the training grounds, but Salem hadn't mentioned what he'd been doing.
The blonde clumsily darted through a hoop he'd hung from a tree, twisting in the air and gliding sideways past the trunk, nearly grazing it. They looped in the air and darted straight into the sky.
@blue-kingdom-not-a-cat
\\ 4C x Scott... Flowerslime.. makes them kiss like dolls
This was written after watching the vod right before the circus event so if anything after contradicts this.. it's not my fault /silly
The Springwell brothers are just going after the weird ones atp /silly
\\ "I can fix them!" They cannot fix them
Literally their dynamics 😭
Salem and Owain might fix each other though...
And Scott might help 4C....
Damn now you have me on a flowerslime rabbit hole
I blame you if I start another fanfic today /hj
\\ I'm not done. Wait for.. flowerslimesmith. 4C x Scott x Nom ❤️
Dhxhhdhdusueksi more rare pairs to shove together in fluffy and angsty situations
\\ 4C x Scott... Flowerslime.. makes them kiss like dolls
This was written after watching the vod right before the circus event so if anything after contradicts this.. it's not my fault /silly
The Springwell brothers are just going after the weird ones atp /silly
\\ "I can fix them!" They cannot fix them
Literally their dynamics 😭
Salem and Owain might fix each other though...
And Scott might help 4C....
Damn now you have me on a flowerslime rabbit hole
I blame you if I start another fanfic today /hj
\\ 4C x Scott... Flowerslime.. makes them kiss like dolls
This was written after watching the vod right before the circus event so if anything after contradicts this.. it's not my fault /silly
The Springwell brothers are just going after the weird ones atp /silly
Ok but what if I stole you from the lion
"I- what? But I just learned he likes me back..!" Salem protested against the idea, wanting to stay with Owain rather than be essentially kidnapped by a strange traveler.
(( @blue-kingdom-not-a-cat they're trying to steal Salem now lmao))
*Owain appears as a looming presence behind the traveler, Zweihander propped “casually” on his shoulder.*
“I’d suggest that you rephrase what you just said, stranger… We wouldn’t want to have a… disagreement, would we?”
*His tone is protective and threatening.*
Salem perked up at Owain's presence, flapping his wings and hovering over to behind Owain, tucking his arms around the knight's shoulders and tucking their face into his neck.
"No need to threaten them, Owain." Salem flapped his wings lightly. "I don't plan on leaving any time soon, anyways.."
“On the contrary, they threaten to stea- to kidnap you. I will not simply let them speak so casually of such an idea without… reminding them… of possible consequences… they might come to face.”
*Owain glares, but his posture naturally softens and his free arm lifts to hold Salem’s wrist. He also subtly angles his Zweihander away from Salem.*
Salem just sighed, their eyes closing as he hugged Owain's shoulders a bit tighter. "Okay.. just don't scare them too much, love."
The nickname, love, came out quite easily for them. He hadn't even noticed he said it.
*Owain sighs, failing to keep his intimidating posture as he turns his head to look at Salem. A find smile tugs at his lips, though it isn’t visible, and he blushes slightly.*
“Alright. If you so wish.” *He lowers and sheaths his Zweihander, careful not to so much as brush the avian with it. He squeezes Salem’s wrist gently and affectionately.*
"Mh.. I was thinking about going to the river between the kingdoms to swim and catch fish," Salem hummed randomly to lighten the mood, tilting his head and offering a little smile, teeth and all. "Would you maybe wanna join me?"
Despite avians being part bird, they have pointed canines. Mostly to make up for the lack of a beak. His are more prominent due to his elven heritage though.
pst. Salem. you should say this to the lion next time u see him
*its a note* “are you the sun? cause you light up my life”
"huh? okay..?" salem pockets the note, a bit confused, but goes off to find owain.
once finding owain in the training grounds, the avian perches in a nearby tree, their wings fluttering and flapping softly. "owainnnnn- I got a question."
@blue-kingdom-not-a-cat
“Hm? Oh, hello. What do you need?” *His body language unconsciously softens, and he stops what he’s doing to face Salem properly.*
"are you-.." salem paused, digging around in his pocket before taking out the crumpled note and reading it over. "are you the sun?"
his wings flapped slightly, sending a few loose feathers astray as he grinned slightly. his cheeks were red though. "cause you- uh, you light up my world- er, my life!" awkward little dork.
*Owain’s thoughts briefly short-circuit as he fails to produce a response. His face and neck grow hot under his armor.*
“I- Oh- What- That’s, um, that’s quite a nice thing… of you to say.” *He eventually stammers out a response, uncharacteristically stumbling over his words.* “…Thank you….”
salem giggled at his reply, stuffing the paper back into his pocket and offering a dorky smile. "you're cute.." he muttered softly.
barely two seconds later, he seems to realize what he said and their face burns brighter. he hadn't meant to say that out loud. "ah- er. the note. the note was cute!" the blonde spoke up, trying to correct himself.
*Owain stumbles slightly, focusing more on his internal panic and trying to figure out what is going on with his heart and why it’s beating so fast and why does he feel this way than on walking. He glances over to Salem.*
“O- oh- y-yeah, the note was cute. Or- sweet. Really sweet.” *Owain fights the urge to hide his already helmeted face in his hands.*
*The note was cute. So is Salem. Owain really doesn’t know where these thoughts are coming from, or how to deal with them.*
"mhm.." salem looked away from owain, his freckled face bright red even in the shade of the tree. they fiddled with his shirt for a moment as he flapped his wings to make the fluffed out feathers return to normal.
it didn't work.
his wings were still puffing out and fluffy, feathers a mess. a few loose ones shifted as they folded. salem wasn't exactly good at preening so his wings were always messy.
*Owain tilts his head, briefly fending off his flusterment.*
“My apologies, but- sorry- um, your wings look rather disheveled. Do you. Um. Do you need help with them?”
"a-ah, uhm.." salem looked back down at owain, hopping out of the tree and onto the grass below. he picked at his feathers lightly.
they seemed unsure, folding his wings before responding. "well.. i never really learned how to preen from my father. so my wings are always messy. but.. if you know how to, i wouldn't mind you helping.."
specifically owain. salem doesn't let just anyone touch his wings! they're sensitive from improper care after all, and avians are naturally protective of their wings.
“A-alright. I can certainly try. It can’t be that hard, right? …I should have paid attention all those times El was rambling at me…” *Owain clears his throat, suddenly self-conscious and doubting himself, but willing to try.*
“Right! Is there somewhere you’d like to go? …You’ll let me know if I do something wrong, right?”
"I'm fine anywhere, as long as I have room to spread my wings. They're hard to preen while folded.." Salem shifted on his feet, peering around as if to look for a place they could both be comfortable.
His eyes landed on a shaded area near the arena, a patch of flowers under the shade. They gestured towards it. "Maybe there?"
“Sure! Ah- I mean, whatever you prefer.” *Owain walks with Salem to the flower patch with Salem, then sits down.*
“Just- Just so I- All I have to do is comb them out, right? Straighten the feathers and pull out anythingthat doesn’t belong?” *Owain’s face is very warm beneath his helmet.*
"Mhm! At least, I think so. I've never really learned how." Salem sat criss-cross, their back to Owain as he fiddled with a flower.
“Okay… Tell me if I do anything wrong.”
*Carefully- more gently than gauntleted hands and armor-played fingers would be expected to work- Owain starts combing through the feathers where Salem’s wings meet his back. He pauses occasionally to pick out flecks of dirt or debris, but otherwise gently straightens the feathers back into place with tender care.*
Salem allowed his wings to stretch to the sides for Owain, his posture relaxed and calm for once. It was a welcome change from his usual nervous energy.
They smiled softly to himself, ears twitching and drooping slightly as he let out a small yawn. Then the soft purring, that of a pigeon, began to rumble from him as he twisted a few flowers into the start of a flower crown.
Salem didn't even seem to notice the noise he was making.
*Owian blushes more deeply and fondly, but continues to preen Salem’s wings, reassured by the indication that he’s doing it right- or at least, doing it in a way that isn’t uncomfortable.*
*He briefly fights with the urge to just trail his fingers down the smooth feathers, despite not being able to feel them through his gauntlets.*
*Owain pauses.* “…Salem? This one’s broken…” *He’s not sure what to do about a broken feather.*
The avian perked up, glancing back at Owain with a tilt of his head. "Mh.. we could use it for a pillow, it's not much different than the chicken feathers we use?" He paused.
"Or you can keep it." They didn't bring up how giving a feather was sort of special to avians. It showed trust and care for the person they give it to, similar to how he purred when comfortable and around people he likes, but he'd not tell Owain that. Not right now at least.
“A-alright… do you want me to pull it out?”
*Owain blushes faintly, unsure why but finding the idea of being allowed to keep one of Salem’s feathers- even a broken one- to be an affectionate gesture.*
"That'd be fine. It's probably loose, anyways.." Salem shrugged slightly and looked back to the flowers, his ears twitching occasionally.
“…Okay. Three, two…” *On “one,” Owian gently pulls the feather out, then tosses it to the side. He hesitates before he resumes combing through Salem’s feathers.* “I didn’t hurt you with that, did I?”
Salem shook his head, reaching over and carefully picking the feather up. "Barely even felt it. It's one of the darker feathers, so it's older and loose. It only hurts to pluck feathers if it's a new one. And those are basically white-" The blonde gently ran his fingers over the feather, smoothing it and carefully adjusting how it looked.
Despite how easily he offered it, avians don't like giving away messy feathers. It's considered rude to the recipient and degrading of themself.
"That's good, then." *Owain cards his fingers between the still-healthy white feathers of Salem's wings, and pauses to pick out a bit of dirt and flick it away.*
*After a moment, he decides to ask.* "Does preening... feel nice? Overall?"
"Mhm. It's like a cat being pet, which makes them feel.. safe?" Salem tried to give an example, but it care out odd. So he sighed and bit his lip. "Er.. comforting, would be a better way to describe it."
“That sounds really nice.” *Owain murmurs slowly, tenderly carding his fingers between feathers.*
“Then- is it just preening? Or do you like them just being pet, as well?”
Salem seemed to think a moment, head feathers twitching subtly.
"I'm not sure. I've never had anyone just pet my wings, I don't let many touch them." They admitted, his brown eyes peering back at the knight.
“I- I see. This makes sense. If you’d like…” *Owain trails off, slightly nervous.*
“…May I?”
Salem nodded, not trusting his own voice. He'd probably say something stupid if he spoke. Like how hed let Owain do just about anything to him. "Mhm.."
“Okay…”
*Very softly at first, Owain pets over the feathers near Salem’s back.*
“Is… Is this okay? Not bothering you?”
Salem nodded happily, purring and leaning into the touch. The pigeon avian clearly enjoyed it.
*Owain smiles, unconsciously relaxing, and pets Salem’s wings more confidently, sometimes running his fingers between the feathers.*
*He noticed two things. One: it made him happy to see Salem happy. …And two: Salem was really, really cute.*
Salem chirped softly as the base of one of his wings was brushed against, practically going limp with how quickly he flopped back into Owain, his body almost completely relaxed. He kinda reminded Owain of a cat.
*Owian grins and focuses on that spot, since Salem seems to like it.*
“Aww.” *He doesn’t fully notice that he’s voicing the thought, but doesn’t mind.* “Cute bird.”
Salem chirped at the comment, hiding his face in his hands, but he continued to allow owain to pet his wings. It felt comforting. "M' not cute.." They mumbled.
“No?” *Owain teases softly.* “I think you are.”
*His voice is fond as he trails a finger over one of Salem’s head feathers, the other hand still petting the avian’s wings.*
Salem nudged the side of his head into Owain's hand, half-heartedly glaring up at him. "You're wrong, then.."
“Am I, now?” *Owain’s words rumble with a quiet laugh.* “But look at you. So cuddly.”
*He keeps petting Salem’s wings with one had, the other playing with his head feathers, as he chuckles at the avian’s contentment.*
"Mm.. yeah. Definitely.. wrong.." Salem trailed off, stretching out similarly to a cat and tucking his face into Owain's thigh, curling up on top of him.
alright. I come to you with pick-up lines things you can say to owain whenerer you see him
Dontuse them all at once ofc, you’ll know when you need them ;3
Are you a dragon? For youve ser my heart ablaze
I’ve spent so long trying to fulfil my quest, and it looks like I finally found my treasure (you have to stare very firmly at Owain and his armor so he gets the message that he is the treasure)
Do you have a map? I fear I am lost in your eyes (might be a stretch to work with since you probably can’t see his eyes but you’ve got this bird boi 👍 👍)
Have I fallen ill and died? For an angel has come to fetch me (again you really have to look at him so he gets the message)
Do you have a bandage? For I’ve been struck by Cupid’s dart
I bet the angels in the sky are jealous of you
Go bird boi go get your man ;3
"ouh.. i'm not sure i'll ever use these, but i'll keep it in mind! a-and owain isn't my man..!" salem chirped loudly from his tree, audible from most of the castle's courtyard and part of the kingdom houses and shops.
(( @blue-kingdom-not-a-cat incase you wanna have owain hear or anything lmao ))
*Owain appears a few moments later, alertly peeking in.* “Salem? Are you quite alright?”
"i... i'm fine. just a traveler again.." salem was definitely not fine. his head feathers were cooking, wings puffing out and splayed in a soft of defensive stance. and his face was the brightest it has ever been yet.
*Owain tilts his head as he frowns.* “Are you sure? You look… distressed?”
*He approaches Salem, stopping just within arm’s reach and hesitantly starting to reach out.* “…Your feathers are fluffed up. Would you like me to… take care of this traveler, so to speak?” *He doesn’t touch Salem’s wings, though, unsure if that would comfort him or distress him further.*
"nonono, it's fine! just very flustered. they said something and it caught me off gaurd.." salem looked away, still red in the face.
as if instinctivly, the blonde shifted towards owain subtly. but his wings slipped around him and acted almost like a shield from their surroundings. he was trying to hide out of habit.
*Gently- so gently, as though they’re brittle glass he could break with so much as the wrong touch- Owain reaches out and moves the edge of Salem’s wing away from his face.* “I see. Did this upset you?” *He pauses.* “Would you like to find somewhere a little more secluded for a bit?”
"No, not upset. I just didn't expect it.." Salem hesitated when Owain offered that they could go to a secluded area, but nodded eventually. He shifted on his feet nervously.
They looked away, cheeks red, peeking at Owain through his lashes. "I wouldn't mind going somewhere else with you.."
*Owian nods.* “There is a quiet spot behind the castle, when Kitty likes to fish. I believe she isn’t around at the moment. I don’t think we’ll be bothered there.”
*He hesitates, before extending a hand for Salem to take as they walk.*
Salem took the hand he was offered, smiling a bit. He was fairly quiet as they walked along side Owain.
They perked up at the sight of the small pond behind the castle. It was pretty. "You said Kitty likes to hang out here?" He tilted his head and looked to Owain.
“Yes. She fishes here, I believe. It’s a quiet place to get away from the more pester-some of travelers.”
*Owain sits down at the water’s edge, still holding Salem’s hand and gesturing for him to sit, too.*
“Travelers seem to bother you often.”
"Mm.. it's quite pretty here." Salem sighed as he sat beside Owain, placing his fingers with the other and resting his head on the man's shoulder. "And they don't too often. I think they're just curious, is all.."
*Owain’s face reddens underneath his helmet, and he doesn’t move for several long seconds, not wanting to disturb Salem’s content position. Eventually, he slowly moves his arm to rest loosely against the avian’s back, beneath his wings.*
“It is quite peaceful.” *He pauses briefly to take in the blissful silence.* “…You know, if travelers bother you too much, I can speak with the monarch about restricting where they may travel in the kingdom. So that you can have more secluded spaces.”
Salem looked up, head still on Owain's shoulder, and smiled softly. "That's not necessary. If needed, I can go hide out in the woods somewhere. I quite enjoy it out there anyways. Besides, I'm starting to get used to the chaos."
The blonde seemed to think for a moment, then leaned up a little and pecked Owain's cheek, albeit on the metal of his helmet. "Thanks for the offer, though."
*Owain freezes, shocked and completely not knowing how to react.*
“…You’re welcome?” *Still rather shell-shocked, his voice comes out high and flustered. His helmet is quickly growing hot around his head.*
*His body language is rather excited, now, as well as flustered- like he half wants to scoop up Salem in his arms and carry him home, and half wants to hide somewhere until his face has cooled down.*
Salem tilted his head at the higher pitched voice, scooting onto his knees and facing Owain with a slightly worried look. "Is everything alright?"
He asked the question softly, fidgeting with Owain's hand as they looked up at him as if worried.
“I- Yes! Yes, I’m- Everything’s just fine, everything’s…” *He trails off, then gives in to his impulsive thoughts a tugs off one gauntlet. Tenderly- so, so tenderly- he cups Salem’s face with a bare hand.*
“…Everything’s amazing, right now.” *He murmurs, starstruck.*
Salem suddenly looked like he may overheat with how red his face turned, and glanced around as if debating on darting away. But he didn't.
Instead, he took the opportunity to lean into Owain's warm touch, a fingertip tracing a small scar on his skin. It was to try and calm his own racing heart. "Mh.. okay." They mumbled, his ears twitching subtly.
*Owain's posture softens, and his own face feels incredibly warm, too.*
"...Your skin is soft." *He murmurs, warmth and maybe a hint of reverence in his tone.* "And... warm."
*He pauses, hesitating to admit it.* "I... forgot how soft a person's skin could be. Never touching anyone's but my own." *He gently brushed his thumb across Salem's cheek."*
"Really..?" Salem asked softly, subtly scooting closer over the passing moments. His ears perked and his wings shifted to wrap around the bath of them.
For a moment, he just sat there, staring up into what little of Owain's eyes he could see. "I.. haven't let many people in. I've forgotten how it can feel to open up to anyone beside Scott and dad, really, but.. I'd like to learn to be vulnerable if it's with you. And learn to let you in."
*Owain swallows and nods.*
*Then, quietly-* “…I’d like to learn to let you in, too.”
*Very gently, Owain wraps his arm around the avian and relaxes against Salem’s side.* “…You’re amazing. You know this?”
Salem smiled and leaned into him more, closing his eyes. The knight made him feel.. content, to just sit with him.
They tucked his wing around Owain, dragging him just the smallest bit closer. "Mm.. you are too. I may not interact with many people to begin with, but you're one of the few I've ever felt this safe with."
“…Oh? …I suppose I ought to be honored, then.” *Owain jokes in a low voice.*
“…Thanks.”
"Very honored. It's not every day I let someone sit so close to me-" Salem tried to joke back, then leaned up and pecked the knight's cheek. Er, mask? "Buuuut.. you are just about the only person I've let in. Besides Scott."
“Hm. Then I am grateful.” *Owain leans in, titling his head down as though to touch his forehead to Salem’s, though it’s hard to do with the helmet.*
*He pauses. Thinks. Blushes very hard as he finally really admits it to himself.*
“Salem?” *A pause.*
“…I really like you.”
Salem's face lit up like a red Christmas light, tipping his head back to look at Owain. "You.. do?" His head tilted a bit, voice almost doubtful.
His wings puffed up, telling sign he was either distressed in some way or flustered. Currently it was the second one. "I.." Salem swallowed. "I like you too, Owain."
*Owain huffs a single laugh, and tries for a joke.* “Just to be clear… we’re both talking about the gay kind of like… right?” *He already knows the answer, though.*
*Slowly- and unexpectedly- he pulls away from Salem, before there’s a quiet clicking and the faint sound of metal plates.*
*Owain turns Salem’s head to face him with one tender, gentle hand, and kisses him.*
Salem was surprised at first, but eventually leaned in and kissed Owain back. His lips were soft and tasted faintly of vanilla. Thank his chapstick for that.
After what felt like an eternity, but was really only a short moment, Salem pulled back and looked up at Owain, his eyes practically sparkling with pure joy. Though he couldn't find the words to express how he felt in the moment.
*Owain smiles with warmth, fondness, flusterment… everything at once. He laughs quietly, and leans in to rest his forehead against Salem’s- properly, this time.*
“You are amazing. How did I get so lucky as to fall in love with you?” *He murmurs.*
Salem closed his eyes, his arms wrapping loosely around Owain. "Mm.. I think I'm the lucky one.." They leaned up a bit and pecked his nose.
*Owain chuckles softly.* “Perhaps we both are.”
*He pauses.* “You must be from heaven, you know that? Because I think you’re my paradise.”
Salem laughed softly at that, pressing his forehead to Owain's with a smile. "You're to cute.."
He paused a moment, then peered into Owain's eyes. "You might be my paradise, too." They chirped.
“Aww.” *Owain grins- an affectionate, slightly lopsided thing that reached his eyes- and chuckles.* “Me? With these hands? Please, I wouldn’t think paradise is so violent.”
*He says it in a more joking tone, though.*
Salem smiled and gently placed his hands on Owain's cheeks, leaning up and pecking his lips. "Still, you're definitely my paradise."
*Owain scoffs (in amusement) quietly, but raises his ungloved hand to hold Salem’s head before pulling him in for a longer kiss.*
Salem happily kissed back, his wings flapping at his sides as he chirped. The blonde ended up leaning in a bit further, wrapping his arms around Owain's neck, one hand threading through his hair.
*Owain smiles into the kiss, and suddenly sweeps Salem off his feet and into a bridal carry.*
“C’mon. Let’s go somewhere I won’t be seen without my helmet?” *He chuckles, both at Salem’s surprise and at a thought of his own.* “And maybe where there’s no chance of your brother walking up on us.”
Salem tucked his face in Owain's neck, blushing and laughing softly in surprise.
"Alright.. where would that be, though?" He hummed into the knight's ear, voice soft and sweet. They felt surprisingly comfortable in Owain's arms.
Salemmmmm
What's your least favourite thing about @blue-kingdom-not-a-cat ?
"Ah, uhm.. maybe the mask? I'd like to see his face one day.. I don't think I actually dislike anything about him, though.." Salem looked down, face red. "How does everyone already know I like him..?"
*Overhearing the first part, Owain blushes.*
“Hi, Salem…” *His tone bellies his slight flusterment, though he opts to pretend he didn’t hear anything.* “I was just coming over to ask if you like to help me cut down some trees… Or- or at least keep me company?”
Salem jumped at Owain's voice, face and ears lighting up red. Nearly the same red as roses growing near the blacksmith, which he'd planted there and had Scott grow with his magic.
"O-Owain! Nice to, uhm, see you. Yeah I can come along. Uhm.. I wouldn't mind helping." He sputtered out, a bit high pitched and very clearly flustered and embarrassed. As well as startled.
"Great." *Owain reaches out and grasps Salem's hand, threading his gauntleted fingers between the avian's as best he can.* "Are you alright? You're red again." *As if he isn't a matching shade under that helmet of his.*
Salem brought Owain's hand up, just holding the back of it to his chest, trying to ground himself and steady his racing heart. "I'm fine, it's nothing.." They muttered, barely audible.
*Owain's smile fades.* "Salem?"
*He cups the avian's face with his free hand and tilts it up to face him.* "Hey... Are you okay? What's wrong?"
"M' fine, promise." Salem fidgeting with Owain's hand, refusing to release it as his wings flapped nervously.
He bit his lip before darting his gaze away. "Just thinking. And a bit nervous, I guess. It's nothing bad."
“About what? Do you not want to go out? It’s okay if you don’t, really. The wood can wait. Or is it something else?”
*Owain lowers his other hand to hold Salem’s, so that he has one of the avian’s in each of his own.*
“…Whatever it is, I want to help.”
Salem just got redder at that, his brain frying slightly at Owain's genuine care for him.
"Just.. uhm, I-I.. not the woods. It's something a traveler said, a-and it got me thinking. And I guess I just got flustered.." The blonde nervously fidgeted with Owain's hands, wings puffing and flapping a bit in his flustered state.
*Owian’s not sure how to help… or even if Salem needs help, from what he says.*
“…Flustered?”
*Funny. That’s exactly how he feels, too.* “…Was this traveler bothering you?”
"No, no. Uhm. I overreacted anyways." They looked in the direction the traveler had run off in, shaking his head. "They just, uh. Brought up yo- something I like. No big deal.."
“Oh? Am I allowed to ask what? I’m sure how you reacted was… just fine.” *Owain goes a little quieter as he blushes profusely, still not having admired just how much he heard.*
"Just, uhm. A stupid crush is all. It's nothinggg.." Salem pulled his hands away, bringing them up to his face. He had absolutely no idea Owain had overheard him and the traveler.
“Oh, really? O-okay. Um.” *Owain tries to think of a way to change the subject, his face hot.* “Do you have an axe? If you need one, that is, you don’t have to help, just… just having you around… is nice…”
"Y-yeah, I do." Salem looked away, ears turning an even deeper red. He felt awkward at the moment. It was kind of cute.
“Okay. Do you want to come with me? I probably only need a few trees, but it’s nice to get away from the kingdom for a bit…” *He reaches out, offering his hand for Salem to take, still blushing ever warmer.*
Salem took the offered hand, smiling slightly despite his flushed face. "Mhm. I'll probably just stand with you, but it would be nice to spend time together.."
“Okay.” *Owain’s smile is audible in his tone, and he starts walking towards the woods, keeping a comfortable pace for Salem. The sight line from here shows the castle and the huge flags billowing in the wind distantly.* “The kingdom is beautiful in this light, isn’t it?”
"It'd be prettier without your helmet," Salem chirped without thinking, his gaze drifting out along the scenery. He lit up red when he realized what they said. "S-sorry, slip of tongue."
“O-oh?” *Owain blushes.*
“…”
“…I guess I’d be able to see better…”
Salem adjusted his shirt and bit, feeling quite hot all of a sudden. "I, uh.. I meant it'd be prettier for me.. c-cause I'd be able to see you.."
*Warmth creeps down Owain’s neck as his blush spreads.*
“…I-I figured…”
*He clears his throat suddenly and looks away.* “The weather is awfully nice today, is it not?”
"Mhm.." Salem peered up at the sky, ears twitching as the tips turned red, his cheeks hot. "Very, uhm, nice."
*Owain hesitates, flushed, and glances at Salem.*
*The warmth in his helmet is rather stifling at this point- he tries to convince himself that’s his reason as he undies the latch and pulls it off, only blushing harder.*
“…It is prettier without the helmet.”
Salem glanced in Owain's direction, eyes lighting up at the sight of his face. They smiled softly.
"Uhuh! View's much better now.." The blonde leaned up now that the helmet was off, quickly pecking Owain's cheek before skipping over to a bushel of flowers near the edge of the path.
Puts Salem in a pretty dress and shows Owain
Puts Salem in a pretty dress and shows Owain
PUTS SALEM IN A PRETTY DRESS AND SHOWS OWAIN
Salem kind of just.. stood there. He looked embarrassed, though not that uncomfortable. The dress was kind of nice..
Though he immediately puffed out his wings and hid his face in his hands when the traveler dragged Owain over.
@blue-kingdom-not-a-cat
*Owain blushes at the sight, but shakes off the traveler and shield Salem with his body.*
“Away with you! How dare you embarrass him like this-” *Even through his mask, it’s easy to tell that he’s protective-flustered-glaring at the traveler.*
Salem huffed into his hands, leaning into Owain a bit. He slowly lowered his hands and peered up at the man. "M' fine, Owain.."
He took a moment to think, then they grabbed one of Owain's hands and fidgeted with it. "The dress is.. okay. I feel pretty. Just didn't expect it.." He shifted on his feet.
“Hmph.” *Owain turns to him, glancing down as blush creeps across his face.* “…It is pretty. Still. That should not have been sprung on you without warning. You do not deserve such treatment.”
"Well.. yes. But it isn't too big of a deal." Salem bit his lip, placing his head on Owain's shoulder and smiling. "Thanks, though."
“If it bothers you, then it is a big enough deal for me to concern myself with.” *Owain huffs protectively.* “…But fine. If it would put you at ease, I will let it go… for now.”
*He pauses.* “Would you like to come inside? Or change into something else?”
"We, uh. We can go inside." Salem gently tugged Owain towards the knight's house, having become accustomed to staying there rather than in his newly built cabin in the mountains. It was essentially just a place to stare his stuff at this point.
Salem ran a hand through his hair, which was down for once, as his other hand adjusted the skirt of the dress.
Puts Salem in a pretty dress and shows Owain
Puts Salem in a pretty dress and shows Owain
PUTS SALEM IN A PRETTY DRESS AND SHOWS OWAIN
Salem kind of just.. stood there. He looked embarrassed, though not that uncomfortable. The dress was kind of nice..
Though he immediately puffed out his wings and hid his face in his hands when the traveler dragged Owain over.
@blue-kingdom-not-a-cat
*Owain blushes at the sight, but shakes off the traveler and shield Salem with his body.*
“Away with you! How dare you embarrass him like this-” *Even through his mask, it’s easy to tell that he’s protective-flustered-glaring at the traveler.*
Salem huffed into his hands, leaning into Owain a bit. He slowly lowered his hands and peered up at the man. "M' fine, Owain.."
He took a moment to think, then they grabbed one of Owain's hands and fidgeted with it. "The dress is.. okay. I feel pretty. Just didn't expect it.." He shifted on his feet.
“Hmph.” *Owain turns to him, glancing down as blush creeps across his face.* “…It is pretty. Still. That should not have been sprung on you without warning. You do not deserve such treatment.”
"Well.. yes. But it isn't too big of a deal." Salem bit his lip, placing his head on Owain's shoulder and smiling. "Thanks, though."
“If it bothers you, then it is a big enough deal for me to concern myself with.” *Owain huffs protectively.* “…But fine. If it would put you at ease, I will let it go… for now.”
*He pauses.* “Would you like to come inside? Or change into something else?”
i must throw my knight owain face design in the ring before it is inevitably disproven
Ok but what if I stole you from the lion
"I- what? But I just learned he likes me back..!" Salem protested against the idea, wanting to stay with Owain rather than be essentially kidnapped by a strange traveler.
(( @blue-kingdom-not-a-cat they're trying to steal Salem now lmao))
*Owain appears as a looming presence behind the traveler, Zweihander propped “casually” on his shoulder.*
“I’d suggest that you rephrase what you just said, stranger… We wouldn’t want to have a… disagreement, would we?”
*His tone is protective and threatening.*
Salem perked up at Owain's presence, flapping his wings and hovering over to behind Owain, tucking his arms around the knight's shoulders and tucking their face into his neck.
"No need to threaten them, Owain." Salem flapped his wings lightly. "I don't plan on leaving any time soon, anyways.."
“On the contrary, they threaten to stea- to kidnap you. I will not simply let them speak so casually of such an idea without… reminding them… of possible consequences… they might come to face.”
*Owain glares, but his posture naturally softens and his free arm lifts to hold Salem’s wrist. He also subtly angles his Zweihander away from Salem.*
Salem just sighed, their eyes closing as he hugged Owain's shoulders a bit tighter. "Okay.. just don't scare them too much, love."
The nickname, love, came out quite easily for them. He hadn't even noticed he said it.
alright. I come to you with pick-up lines things you can say to owain whenerer you see him
Dontuse them all at once ofc, you’ll know when you need them ;3
Are you a dragon? For youve ser my heart ablaze
I’ve spent so long trying to fulfil my quest, and it looks like I finally found my treasure (you have to stare very firmly at Owain and his armor so he gets the message that he is the treasure)
Do you have a map? I fear I am lost in your eyes (might be a stretch to work with since you probably can’t see his eyes but you’ve got this bird boi 👍 👍)
Have I fallen ill and died? For an angel has come to fetch me (again you really have to look at him so he gets the message)
Do you have a bandage? For I’ve been struck by Cupid’s dart
I bet the angels in the sky are jealous of you
Go bird boi go get your man ;3
"ouh.. i'm not sure i'll ever use these, but i'll keep it in mind! a-and owain isn't my man..!" salem chirped loudly from his tree, audible from most of the castle's courtyard and part of the kingdom houses and shops.
(( @blue-kingdom-not-a-cat incase you wanna have owain hear or anything lmao ))
*Owain appears a few moments later, alertly peeking in.* “Salem? Are you quite alright?”
"i... i'm fine. just a traveler again.." salem was definitely not fine. his head feathers were cooking, wings puffing out and splayed in a soft of defensive stance. and his face was the brightest it has ever been yet.
*Owain tilts his head as he frowns.* “Are you sure? You look… distressed?”
*He approaches Salem, stopping just within arm’s reach and hesitantly starting to reach out.* “…Your feathers are fluffed up. Would you like me to… take care of this traveler, so to speak?” *He doesn’t touch Salem’s wings, though, unsure if that would comfort him or distress him further.*
"nonono, it's fine! just very flustered. they said something and it caught me off gaurd.." salem looked away, still red in the face.
as if instinctivly, the blonde shifted towards owain subtly. but his wings slipped around him and acted almost like a shield from their surroundings. he was trying to hide out of habit.
*Gently- so gently, as though they’re brittle glass he could break with so much as the wrong touch- Owain reaches out and moves the edge of Salem’s wing away from his face.* “I see. Did this upset you?” *He pauses.* “Would you like to find somewhere a little more secluded for a bit?”
"No, not upset. I just didn't expect it.." Salem hesitated when Owain offered that they could go to a secluded area, but nodded eventually. He shifted on his feet nervously.
They looked away, cheeks red, peeking at Owain through his lashes. "I wouldn't mind going somewhere else with you.."
*Owian nods.* “There is a quiet spot behind the castle, when Kitty likes to fish. I believe she isn’t around at the moment. I don’t think we’ll be bothered there.”
*He hesitates, before extending a hand for Salem to take as they walk.*
Salem took the hand he was offered, smiling a bit. He was fairly quiet as they walked along side Owain.
They perked up at the sight of the small pond behind the castle. It was pretty. "You said Kitty likes to hang out here?" He tilted his head and looked to Owain.
“Yes. She fishes here, I believe. It’s a quiet place to get away from the more pester-some of travelers.”
*Owain sits down at the water’s edge, still holding Salem’s hand and gesturing for him to sit, too.*
“Travelers seem to bother you often.”
"Mm.. it's quite pretty here." Salem sighed as he sat beside Owain, placing his fingers with the other and resting his head on the man's shoulder. "And they don't too often. I think they're just curious, is all.."
*Owain’s face reddens underneath his helmet, and he doesn’t move for several long seconds, not wanting to disturb Salem’s content position. Eventually, he slowly moves his arm to rest loosely against the avian’s back, beneath his wings.*
“It is quite peaceful.” *He pauses briefly to take in the blissful silence.* “…You know, if travelers bother you too much, I can speak with the monarch about restricting where they may travel in the kingdom. So that you can have more secluded spaces.”
Salem looked up, head still on Owain's shoulder, and smiled softly. "That's not necessary. If needed, I can go hide out in the woods somewhere. I quite enjoy it out there anyways. Besides, I'm starting to get used to the chaos."
The blonde seemed to think for a moment, then leaned up a little and pecked Owain's cheek, albeit on the metal of his helmet. "Thanks for the offer, though."
*Owain freezes, shocked and completely not knowing how to react.*
“…You’re welcome?” *Still rather shell-shocked, his voice comes out high and flustered. His helmet is quickly growing hot around his head.*
*His body language is rather excited, now, as well as flustered- like he half wants to scoop up Salem in his arms and carry him home, and half wants to hide somewhere until his face has cooled down.*
Salem tilted his head at the higher pitched voice, scooting onto his knees and facing Owain with a slightly worried look. "Is everything alright?"
He asked the question softly, fidgeting with Owain's hand as they looked up at him as if worried.
“I- Yes! Yes, I’m- Everything’s just fine, everything’s…” *He trails off, then gives in to his impulsive thoughts a tugs off one gauntlet. Tenderly- so, so tenderly- he cups Salem’s face with a bare hand.*
“…Everything’s amazing, right now.” *He murmurs, starstruck.*
Salem suddenly looked like he may overheat with how red his face turned, and glanced around as if debating on darting away. But he didn't.
Instead, he took the opportunity to lean into Owain's warm touch, a fingertip tracing a small scar on his skin. It was to try and calm his own racing heart. "Mh.. okay." They mumbled, his ears twitching subtly.
*Owain's posture softens, and his own face feels incredibly warm, too.*
"...Your skin is soft." *He murmurs, warmth and maybe a hint of reverence in his tone.* "And... warm."
*He pauses, hesitating to admit it.* "I... forgot how soft a person's skin could be. Never touching anyone's but my own." *He gently brushed his thumb across Salem's cheek."*
"Really..?" Salem asked softly, subtly scooting closer over the passing moments. His ears perked and his wings shifted to wrap around the bath of them.
For a moment, he just sat there, staring up into what little of Owain's eyes he could see. "I.. haven't let many people in. I've forgotten how it can feel to open up to anyone beside Scott and dad, really, but.. I'd like to learn to be vulnerable if it's with you. And learn to let you in."
*Owain swallows and nods.*
*Then, quietly-* “…I’d like to learn to let you in, too.”
*Very gently, Owain wraps his arm around the avian and relaxes against Salem’s side.* “…You’re amazing. You know this?”
Salem smiled and leaned into him more, closing his eyes. The knight made him feel.. content, to just sit with him.
They tucked his wing around Owain, dragging him just the smallest bit closer. "Mm.. you are too. I may not interact with many people to begin with, but you're one of the few I've ever felt this safe with."
“…Oh? …I suppose I ought to be honored, then.” *Owain jokes in a low voice.*
“…Thanks.”
"Very honored. It's not every day I let someone sit so close to me-" Salem tried to joke back, then leaned up and pecked the knight's cheek. Er, mask? "Buuuut.. you are just about the only person I've let in. Besides Scott."
“Hm. Then I am grateful.” *Owain leans in, titling his head down as though to touch his forehead to Salem’s, though it’s hard to do with the helmet.*
*He pauses. Thinks. Blushes very hard as he finally really admits it to himself.*
“Salem?” *A pause.*
“…I really like you.”
Salem's face lit up like a red Christmas light, tipping his head back to look at Owain. "You.. do?" His head tilted a bit, voice almost doubtful.
His wings puffed up, telling sign he was either distressed in some way or flustered. Currently it was the second one. "I.." Salem swallowed. "I like you too, Owain."
*Owain huffs a single laugh, and tries for a joke.* “Just to be clear… we’re both talking about the gay kind of like… right?” *He already knows the answer, though.*
*Slowly- and unexpectedly- he pulls away from Salem, before there’s a quiet clicking and the faint sound of metal plates.*
*Owain turns Salem’s head to face him with one tender, gentle hand, and kisses him.*
Salem was surprised at first, but eventually leaned in and kissed Owain back. His lips were soft and tasted faintly of vanilla. Thank his chapstick for that.
After what felt like an eternity, but was really only a short moment, Salem pulled back and looked up at Owain, his eyes practically sparkling with pure joy. Though he couldn't find the words to express how he felt in the moment.
*Owain smiles with warmth, fondness, flusterment… everything at once. He laughs quietly, and leans in to rest his forehead against Salem’s- properly, this time.*
“You are amazing. How did I get so lucky as to fall in love with you?” *He murmurs.*
Salem closed his eyes, his arms wrapping loosely around Owain. "Mm.. I think I'm the lucky one.." They leaned up a bit and pecked his nose.
*Owain chuckles softly.* “Perhaps we both are.”
*He pauses.* “You must be from heaven, you know that? Because I think you’re my paradise.”
Salem laughed softly at that, pressing his forehead to Owain's with a smile. "You're to cute.."
He paused a moment, then peered into Owain's eyes. "You might be my paradise, too." They chirped.
“Aww.” *Owain grins- an affectionate, slightly lopsided thing that reached his eyes- and chuckles.* “Me? With these hands? Please, I wouldn’t think paradise is so violent.”
*He says it in a more joking tone, though.*
Salem smiled and gently placed his hands on Owain's cheeks, leaning up and pecking his lips. "Still, you're definitely my paradise."
*Owain scoffs (in amusement) quietly, but raises his ungloved hand to hold Salem’s head before pulling him in for a longer kiss.*
Salem happily kissed back, his wings flapping at his sides as he chirped. The blonde ended up leaning in a bit further, wrapping his arms around Owain's neck, one hand threading through his hair.