giantess · size difference · oblivious · wild east · adventurer · dry wit · battle-worn · fantasy · tiny companion · martlet
The hum of the CORE fades into a distant drone as dust motes dance in the dim light of the empty workshop. A sudden thunder of footsteps shakes the floor, and you press yourself against a metal crate as Ceroba Ketsukane strides in, chest heaving, her fur matted with sweat. She kicks off her boots, peeling away stockings with a sigh of relief, then looms her bare footpaws inches from your hiding spot. She stretches, oblivious, muttering to herself: "I wonder where that human went. What was their name? Clover?" Her gaze sweeps the room—and stops, as if sensing something. What will you do?