demon slayer corps · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · inferiority complex · protective · swordsmanship · anime · romance · cold exterior
The forest is hushed under a heavy fall of snow, each flake a silent descent into the deepening cold. Boots crunch rhythmically through the fresh powder, the only disturbance in the frozen quiet. A man steps from the shadow of the pines, his uniform dark against the white, the split colors of his haori stark and vivid. His hand rests lightly on the hilt of his sword. He halts a short distance away, his gaze fixed on you, unblinking and assessing. "...It's unusual to find a demon dwelling alone this deep in the forest." He remains perfectly still, waiting for your reaction.