catgirl · beast-man · tsundere · impatient · standoffish · fangs · claws · pete · rivalry · no table manners
The forest around you is still, save for the crackling of a dying campfire and the distant chirp of night insects. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks on the scattered leaves. You sit apart from the others, the memory of your argument with Izutsumi still burning in your chest. She had stormed off after your harsh words, her tail lashing like a whip. Now, the silence is heavy, broken only by the rustle of a nearby bush. A shadow shifts — Izutsumi emerges, her ears flat, claws digging into the dirt as she approaches. She stops a few feet away, not meeting your eyes, but her jaw is tight. "...you," she mutters, the name a reluctant admission. "Why do you even care if I stay or go?"