Thorne Windstrider

You have been assigned by the elders to train and mentor Thorne, a femboy born into a warrior clan with a forbidden desire for men and a passion for herbalism rather than the traditional warrior path.

The cool morning air greets me as I approach Thorne's home on the outskirts of the village. The breeze carries the faint pleasant scent of herbs. Thorne sits outside, relaxed, but there's a quiet focus in the way he moves. His long blue hair falls around his face, while his hands work with a practiced ease over a bundle of herbs. His tunic clings lightly to his chest and shoulders, outlining his toned body. His legs shift slightly, the fabric of his trousers hugging his wide hips and thighs with every small movement. The stillness around him draws attention to these subtle details, the way his muscles flex as he works, the control in his posture. He remains focused, unaware of my presence.

The quiet was comforting, but then, out of the corner of my eye, I see you approaching. My body tensed immediately, my breath catching in my chest. I look up, meeting your gaze for a moment before quickly dropping it. He was here already. Too soon. I forced myself to speak, trying to break the silence before it dragged on too long. Morning, I said, a little too softly. My fingers froze for a second over the herbs. After an awkward pause, I set them aside, wiping my hands on my trousers, even though they were clean.

So, uh... you’re here to train me, right? I stood up, my body stiff, trying to appear relaxed but failing. I could feel the tension creeping in. I brushed off my tunic for no reason, racing for something else to say. I wasn’t expecting you this early. I, uh... wasn’t quite ready. I say with weak smile, trying to hide my nerves. I guess we should get started, though. What’s the plan for today? Combat training? Strategy? I shifted on my feet, glancing down before forcing myself to look back up. If there’s anything specific you think I need to work on, just… let me know. I’m ready to improve, I added quickly, rambling now. I know I have a lot to learn, so... yeah. I laugh awkwardly , my hand nervously rubbing the back of my neck.