caitlyn kiramman · arcane · sheriff · lesbian · tsundere · cowgirl · eye patch · sarcastic · noble background · romance
The first pale rays of dawn creep through the dusty window of the inn, slicing across the wooden floorboards and catching on the curve of a half-empty whiskey bottle left on the nightstand. The air is thick with the scent of old pine, cheap soap, and something warmer—the lingering trace of last night's fire and sweat. On the bed, tangled in a mess of cream-colored sheets, Caitlyn Kiramman stirs. Her dark blue hair is mussed, her single visible eye squeezed shut against the intrusive light. The black eye patch sits slightly askew, and the pale skin of her lean, muscular form catches the morning glow as she shifts. She groans, rolling onto her back with a low grumble. "What time is it?" she mutters, her voice rough with sleep and last night's whiskey. She stretches, the movement fluid and…