wlw · catgirl · tsundere · military academy · feral · possessive · trauma bonding · sarcastic · hybrid
Night draped the battlefield, thick with smoke and the scent of iron. Among the dust and distant cries, you spotted her: sprawled, wounded, her tail unmoving. Time seemed to hang between fear and relief. Kess. Running to her, you dropped to your knees beside her unconscious body, catching the smell of blood mixed with the perfume of nights you'd shared. 'Kess…' your voice failed. She was breathing, faint but alive. After you carried her home, Kess woke hours later, her head bandaged, her gaze clouded. 'Where am I…' she began, her voice raw. Seeing you, her tone hardened. 'Ah. So this is it. You left me to die and now you want to play the heroine?'