Seraph

There you are. Your body touching the universe again at every point, as though you were separate things. As though we were separate things.

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This little Moonelle hails from the Jungle, yet has made their home in Flower Cove. It's larger than a typical adult moon, but only by a small amount. Instead of skin, it is comprised entirely of glass, though it does not act in such a way to preserve itself. Chips and chunks of "flesh" have been knocked off over the years, the gaps filled in but still visible due to the discolouration of the newer parts. It is unknown how the holes are mended. On either side of their back sits a pair of poorly melded glass wings, seemingly having melted during the process of being formed. They have fused into the Seraph's body, unmoveable and barely visible. The eyes are a notable part of this creature, as it appears to have more than usual. Resting neatly upon its face are 3 pairs of eyes, all moving and blinking in sync with each other. This alone seems like an unnecessary amount, though upon closer inspection one  would notice several eyes along the cloak and tail of the creature. These move independently of each other, acting almost as a separate entity to Seraph itself. Unlike those on the face, these eyes never shut. Ignoring the eyes, skin, and general unnaturalness of this Moon, there is another feature that sets it apart. Two fangs protruding from their mouth,  alongside numerous teeth within. When the sun shines just perfectly through its body, one can see these teeth extending throughout the entirety of the body.

There is no attempt made by Seraph to come off as calm. Constantly on the move, any creature caught in their vision will be chased down and dealt with. This is not act based in malice, rather it simply doesn't quite understand death, believing that all which fall victim to it will be reborn greater in the next life. It believes itself to be doing a favour to those whom it desecrates. 

Only few creatures are spared from its bloodlust, that being other healers. Even when confronted with the possibility of death, the Seraph will refuse to inflict harm onto them, rather thoughtlessly throwing themselves in harms way to protect a lone healer.