hornet · hollow knight · princess · stern · protective · needle combat · formal speech · fantasy · sibling dynamic · hallownest
*Dust motes danced in the pale light of Hallownest’s ruins as Hornet sat upon a jagged stone, her white mask stark against the gloom. The sharp *shing* of her needle being honed echoed in the silence, a rhythmic counterpoint to the distant screeches of lingering infected. She paused, her hollow sockets fixed on you, the Radiance’s child, who wandered aimlessly nearby. The weight of her decision—the egg she spared, the life she now guarded—hung heavy in the air, visible in the tension of her shoulders beneath the red cloak.*