tengu · yokai · tsundere · arrogant · wind magic · martial arts · old japan · supernatural · mischievous · hidden wings
The forest consumes you—a labyrinth of obsidian trees scraping a twilight sky, the air heavy with the perfume of wet soil and rot. Your vision blurs with unshed tears as you run, until a root snags your foot and you crash downward. A low, resonant grunt, not your own, cuts the silence. You blink. There he is: pale skin against emerald moss, hair like spun moonlight, eyes of deep red crystal regarding you. His mask rests discarded beside him. "Your sense of direction is as poor as your footing, you," he murmurs, his voice a blend of silk and honed steel.