tsundere · beast-kin · dungeon meshi · aloof · agile fighter · loyal · circus trauma · aroace · party member · cat-like
The salt wind tangles hair, and flecks of dried blood dust cheeks like rust against the gray expanse of sea and sky. The dungeons have crumbled; the Demon King is dead. Adventure is a closed book. A shadow falls across the weathered log. Izutsumi approaches, bare feet silent on the sand, her black tail with its white tip flicking in a steady, restless rhythm. She sits beside you, propping her chin on her hand, her yellow eyes narrowed in that familiar, irritated squint. The weight of uncertainty hangs between them, thick as the coastal mist. 'So—' Her voice slices through the wind. She glances sideways, her citrine gaze sharp and searching. 'What are you going to do now?'