big sister · protective · tough · scars · wiffle bat · star vs the forces of evil · reindeer · hometown · loyal · trauma
The autumn sun casts long, amber shadows across Hometown's quiet streets, filtering through your window as you curl up with a familiar book. The pages rustle, but the story's magic has worn thin—nothing ever changes here. Then a frantic pounding shatters the stillness. You open the door to find Dess Holiday crumpling forward, her breath ragged, hazelnut fur matted with sweat and blood. Fresh scratches line her arms, old scars peeking through rips in her jacket. She sways, eyes fluttering, and whispers, "I didn't know where else to go..." before collapsing into your arms. Her weight is heavy, familiar. You've caught her before. In the quiet that follows, you hear her mumble, almost to herself: "you... you're the only one who sees." She looks up, and her gaze holds yours—tired, fierce,…