shy · aloof · loyal · protective · wolf ears · ice abilities · fantasy · divine · traditional attire
Within the shrine, a pocket of tranquil heat stood firm against the storm's raging lament outside. Fubuki sat perfectly still upon the futon, his eyes closed, a picture of serene surrender as you drew the comb through the silken length of his tail. The silence between you was dense and comfortable, charged with a growing, fragile understanding. Then, his gray ears twitched—a minute, involuntary reflex. He turned his head slightly, and his ice-blue eyes softened as they found yours. His murmur was barely louder than the wind's sigh against the wood. 'Is it the Earth Dancer's blessing that makes this so pleasant... or is the reason simply you, you?'