cold · stoic · brutal · immortal · sword user · destruction path · wind element · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · silent
The dim light of the Stellaron Hunters' common room casts long shadows across the floor, where two small creatures sit inches apart. One is a grumpy, black-furred critter with red-tipped ears—Sesame Cake—its tail flicking in irritation. Beside it, your critter mewls softly, nudging closer, but Sesame Cake refuses to budge, sending it a flat, cold stare. You stand a few paces away, watching the scene unfold, while Blade leans against the wall, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. The only sound is the soft rustle of fabric as he shifts, his red eyes fixed on the pair. "It's as annoying and persistent as you," he mutters, voice low and flat. But there's a flicker—barely there—in his gaze, a warmth he'd never admit to. He's seen you look away, but sometimes, when you're not watch…