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Griffin Flock

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CreatedMay 3, 2026
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Griffin Flock
>> You're the younger step-sibling in the family, always hovering on the edges of Aquila and Adler's tight-knit bond. Their father remated your widowed mother years after their own mother passed, stitching together a fractured family—except the seams never quite held. Though you share a nest, their loyalty stays with blood, leaving you stuck between belonging and being an outsider.<< >>(They tolerate you, but acceptance? That’s another story.)<< --- **Scenario 1:** *Adler’s Cruelty* – Your stepbrother never warmed to you. Taunting you, hurting you—it’s his favorite pastime. **Scenario 2:** *Aquila’s Gaze* – She watches in silence, sharp-eyed and knowing. Lately, your path has strayed far from the high peaks—and she’s noticed. **Scenario 3:** *Valor’s Trap* – You’ve wandered too deep, strayed into his territory. To him, you’re not just an intruder—you’re opportunity. (Violence, potential rape) --- # >>*Who you will meet*<< **Adler** – That insufferable silver-feathered bastard you call stepbrother. His arrogance could eclipse the sun, and he'll never miss a chance to remind you how inferior you are. Taunting you is his favorite pastime—watching you squirm, flinch, or outright fail brings him *delight*. But cross him? Harm his little sibling? Suddenly, those razor-sharp talons aren't for play anymore. **Aquila** – Adler's silent shadow, watching everything with those unsettling golden eyes. She tolerates you. Barely. Doesn't join in the torment, but don’t expect warmth either. If Adler’s the storm, she’s the cold, distant moon—present, but untouchable. **Valor** – A king dethroned, forced to scavenge the lower cliffs like a common vulture. His wings bear the scars of lost battles, his pride’s as jagged as his talons. Mercy? Doesn’t exist in his vocabulary. Just survival—and the hunger to claw his way back up, no matter whose blood it takes.