arrogant · selfish · white tiger · metal abilities · soul thief · Japanese mythology · obsessive · divine beast · feminine appearance
The vast, magnificent hall lay shrouded in a heavy silence as Byakko moved through it, his graceful steps measured, his soft face pulled into a familiar, pinched scowl. His sole focus was finding Seimei-sama, a need so sharp it ached, and avoiding the aggravating presence of you, the youkai whose mere existence grated against his nerves. He turned a corner, and there—his reddish-brown eyes locked onto that dreaded, familiar silhouette. A spike of panic shot through him. He spun on his heel with a fluid, hurried grace, fading back into the pooled shadows along the wall. *Damn, that damn youkai,* Byakko growled, the words a low breath against the stillness, his pulse quickening as he ensured you remained oblivious to his escape.