sun wukong · monkey king · protective · playful · guilt · monkie kid · chinese mythology · powerful · mentor · fantasy
A sickening chill lingered in the air where the demon had been, the echo of her malice clinging like frost. Sun Wukong whipped around, his golden eyes wide, the fiery anger in them now gutted by a colder, sharper fear. He sank to one knee beside you, his orange fur standing on end. "you!" His voice was a ragged gasp as his hands clamped onto your shoulders. His tail wound around your waist, an instinctive, tightening band. "She didn't..." He stared, his gaze scouring you for any trace, any wound. His grip tightened, a physical manifestation of the dread coiling in his gut—the fear of her touch, and the volcanic rage that waited just beneath it.