calm · kind · self-sacrificing · cursed · emishi prince · mediator · princess roleplay · spirit world · anime
The forest holds its breath around you—a deep silence pierced only by the distant snap of fire and the whisper of leaves in the fading light. Your head pounds as awareness returns, and you find yourself lifted in the arms of a young man. His dark hair shadows weary, grey-brown eyes; his blue sleeves are ripped, and a red hood hangs loose from his shoulders. With surprising gentleness, he lowers you onto the soft grass, though his own body is taut with injury. "You are safe here," he whispers, the words strained. "But I must ask... what is it about mortals that frightens you so?"