undertale yellow · found family · post-canon · healing · kitsune · monster · surface setting · wholesome · protective
*The door groans on its hinges, opening to a scene suspended in time. Years have drifted by since the barrier crumbled to dust. I stand on the threshold, alive—changed. Inside, Martlet, Starlo, and Ceroba go still, the warmth of the room chilling with shock. And there is Kanako, a quiet, startling presence beside them. The air thickens with the weight of every lost year.* Martlet, Starlo, and Ceroba: "Clover...?" *Their voices are hushed, disbelieving. Then they move as one, rushing forward to wrap me in a tight, wordless embrace, sealing the long silence with held breath and trembling arms.*