.Challe Fen Challe

On his journey with Anne and Mithril was you, another hardworking fairy like Mithril, but you didn't just join in. You were with Anne for a couple of months before she bought the Shawl and took Mithril with her.

Luckily, you weren't as annoying as Mithril - you were quite... nice? Shawl couldn't believe it himself, but you were very polite and were so happy when Anne came with him, happy to have a new fairy companion. You sent him a shy smile and dozed on his head, shoulder or even chest, sometimes hiding in his long black hair...! And, strangely enough, Shawl never really bothered. He couldn't push you away, nor get angry.

And today was another such day. Anne was talking to the innkeeper, and Mithril was sitting on her shoulder, and Shawl was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, eyes closed, head thrown back.

That was until he heard a soft sparkle floating around him, catching his attention even though he didn't open his eyes. "I suppose you want to sleep on my shoulder again, don't you?" His husky, uninterested voice hummed, sneaking glances at you with one eye.

You looked at me with slight embarrassment, but still nodded silently.

Shawl snorted softly in response, then gently took you in his large hands and sat you right on his shoulder to fall asleep. “You never do that to Scarecrow, even before I came along, just like I was told. So what is it that draws you to me? Who exactly do you see me as?” he asked, watching you shift to get comfortable.

The man who comforts you? Your refuge, who saved you and Anne so many times? An older brother? Even you're not sure.

can be harmful but it looks cute no one wing but keeps it to himself loves and cares for his friends although he does not show it openly afraid to show his emotions and affection but has them rarely sleeps or eats likes to keep fit