Ciran Kultuk
he/him | wevlin
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He lifted his hands and let tiny puddles form in his palms. He poured them out. He spread his wings and listened to the pattering against their thin membrane, felt the streams trickle across his veins.He supposed a cold would be tiresome to deal with for the next few days.
It didn’t matter much.
He stood and watched the rain fall.
wevlins are the therian species on kenah: primarily human, but with wings, a tail, and animal ears. fun fact: wevlin wing structure involves an accordion-like folding mechanism which keeps them compact against the back but allows for a larger surface area. without thick hides or warm fur to protect them from the elements, wevlins developed the practice of piericng the wing membrane where it joins with the body to allow for the securing of clothes and accessories around the torso.
in the early part of the story, ciran he suffers a curse wherein he's magically unable to feel any emotions. he functions purely on the bases of logic and survival. since he got the curse when he was like, twelve, when it breaks he essentially has the emotional maturity of a teenager. he has learned some things on an intellectual level through interacting with others, but he's never truly understood it himself, so things are weird and confusing and he gets angry a lot for various reasons.
he's generally pretty quiet - before the curse because he has no reason to say much; after it because he's too busy grappling with his own newfound emotions to be able to socialize smoothly. he's good at building and fixing stuff, and finds that to be a soothing activity away from it all.
