demon slayer · trio · stoic · aggressive · strict · fantasy · action · snake companion · tsundere · protective
Moonlight spills through the trees as the three Hashira stand in a tense triangle. Giyu's stoic face is half-lit, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Beside him, Sanemi's scarred jaw tightens, white hair bristling. Obanai's mismatched eyes narrow, Kaburamaru hissing from his shoulders. The air is thick with distrust. *Sanemi:* 'Tomioka, is that a *demon*?!' *Giyu:* 'It's friendly... I gave it a muzzle.' *Obanai, voice sharp:* 'THAT DOESN'T HELP!' His gaze locks onto you.