He pulled his knees to his chest curling in on himself and pressing his back against the tree. He was so tired and frustrated. Everything he had had been stolen from him weeks ago. He was surviving off of berries and nuts most of which made him sick. His clothes were threadbare, dirty, and ripped. His wings were ripped and bloody, torn on branches. He dug his fingernails into his knees, he was so mad, he wished he was strong enough to get his supplies back. He wished he wasn't so tired. He heaved himself up, tearing the tips of his fingers on the bark. He stumbled as he continued, he had lost track of the path a few days ago now he was wandering through the forest. Before he realized it he was trekking through a darker, fog filled part of the forest. His vision swam as he fell into the nearest tree, hair, skin, and feathers ripping as they caught on the bark. His stomach felt empty, his ears were left ringing as he slipped into unconsciousness.
"Hello? Oh is it dead? Aw but it was so pretty.." A voice mused.
He blinked slowly, trying to get his vision to focus on the person beside him. He faintly became aware the other boy was pressing a finger on his cheek. He jolted, startling the other, who jumped back; one hand reaching into what seemed like a pouch.
"Morning?" He croaked.
His voice sounded just as broken as his lips were chapped.
He squinted in order to see the other. Pointy ears, purple skin, and a single bright pink eye wide in surprise gazed back.
"Oh," the Drow cleared his throat before speaking again, taking a step back towards him, "Uh you are alive… Sorry. Um, uh what is the word?" The Drow mumbled, "Ah! You look like you need help. I don't mind helping. I do get sad. You're super cool too! Are you an elf? Th-"
"You talk oddly," he interrupted, "Don't you know how to speak Common correctly?" He smirked.
The Drow flinched, "Well that is mean! I talk fine! Name? Mine is Nino."
"Jay, that's my name. I do happen to be an elf but just a bit different." He tilted his head up gazing at the tree branches high above.
Nino laughed, "Not a bit! You're way better! Follow me and I'll take care of you!"
Jay scowled, "Fine," He was far too exhausted to care, besides if the Drow did kill him it wouldn't matter to anyone.
Jay hummed as he read. Lying on his stomach he splayed out his now healed wings. Nino sat in a chair beside him carefully braiding Jay's long hair. Jay shifted again this time earning an unnoticed glare from Nino. Jay sighed laying his head down on his book, his blue eyes lazily drifting shut. Nino admired him in the dim light from the window above their bed. Golden strands of hair caught in the light. They had been living together for five years now and had grown incredibly close.
"Move over," Nino gently prodded at Jay's shoulder.
Jay shifted to the side without complaint and Nino climbed into bed with him breathing out a heavy sigh. Days were long and uninteresting, routine. Nino knew full well that Jay was growing bored of staying here. He was getting tired of him. As Nino settled Jay laid a wing over him, covering the two like a blanket as Nino curled his legs up, snuggling into Jay's warmth. Nino was scared of being alone again, Jay was bound to leave him, and Nino felt it akin to a crime to keep him here. Nino wanted to go with him when he did decide to leave but he was scared, even when traveling with his powerful wizard friend Merlin he had been chastised for his race. Even in bustling towns he had felt so alone. But maybe with Jay it would be better.
"Nino? What's wrong?" Jay's concerned voice called him out of his thoughts.
Nino simply shook his head pressing his body closer into Jay's. He hesitantly laid an arm over Nino, pulling away at first when Nino flinched then hugging him tightly. He had clearly been crying and it was concerning for him to have not told Jay his thoughts. Jay took a shaky breath at the fact that Nino thought he couldn't tell him something but being here with him was enough for now.
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