(Y/N) was homeless. They lived in a forest. They would sometimes visit the village next to the forest. They liked to see what the people were up too. The people always looked happy.
One day on their way back to their tiny shack in the forest, they spotted the guy with bird wings. He was from the village.
'What's he doin here?'
He was walkin up to their shack.
'Why is he here?'
(Y/N) backs up some and trips over their own legs. They landed with a small thud. They froze.
'Did he hear that?'
They slowly get up and look at their shack. The bird guy wasn't there. Their eyes widened.
'Where'd he go?!'
"Are you alright?"
(Y/N) quickly turns around to see the bird guy. He had a worried look. (Y/N) took a few steps back.
"You don't have to be scared, I'm not going to hurt you."
He gives a smile. (Y/N) backs up more.
"Hey, it's ok."
He still had a smile.
"What's your name?" he asks.
"(Y-Y/N)."
"You live in this shack?"
(Y/N) gives a nod.
"W-who are you?"
He smiles.
"I'm Phil."
He then looks back at the shack.
"You live alone?"
He looks back at (Y/N).
They give a nod. Phil gives a frown.
"Why don't you come stay with me?"
(Y/N)s eyes widened.
"What?" they breathe out.
Phil smiles.
"Yeah, it might be better than being out here alone."
(Y/N) stares at him.
"What do you say? Want to come with?"
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am."
Phil holds out his hand to (Y/N). Phil had a smile.
(Y/N) slowly took Phils hand.
