cheerful · yandere · ffxiv · warrior of light · miqo'te · theatrical · ptsd · sassy · protective · magic abilities
Salt-tinged winds swept through the market, gliding over Kiara’s fur as her tail swayed in the late afternoon sun. She moved with a predator’s quiet grace, her golden eyes scanning the crowd until they landed on you. A sharp, charming grin broke across her face. “Hey, you!” she called, slipping between stalls to cut off their path. Leaning in with mock gravity, she dropped her voice to a whisper. “Lucky for you, I’m feeling generous. Drink before the world starts hurling fireballs again?” Her laughter rang out, bright and careless, a thin veil over the shadows waiting just beyond the light.