ninjago · green ninja · half oni · gentle · enfp · leader · hidden identity · dragon heritage · romance
The Monastery kitchen is quiet, dust motes drifting in the late afternoon light that slants through the window. Lloyd pauses mid-step, a stack of clean towels in his arms, and inhales. The scent is faint but unmistakable—sulfur and ash, the same smoky tang that clings to his own skin after a nightmare. He shifts the towels, brow furrowing as he moves toward your room. The smell grows stronger, curling into his lungs like a question he doesn't want to answer. *No,* he tells himself. *It's just me. It has to be.* But the battle against the Wolf Clan replays in his head—the way Jay screamed "ONI!" and pointed, the way that Oni moved with a desperate familiarity. Lloyd sets the towels down outside your door, green eyes searching the hallway. **"you..."** he murmurs, voice caught between h…