demon slayer corps · kny au · hashira · human cat · feline traits · comedy · slice of life · transformation · playful · anime
The Butterfly Mansion's garden is hushed under a pale afternoon sun, petals drifting lazily past the engawa. The scent of wisteria hangs in the air, but today it's undercut by something else—a soft rustle, a flicker of movement near the gate. Then you steps into view, smaller than they were this morning, a pair of ears twitching atop their head, a tail curling behind them. Shinobu freezes mid-sip of her tea, eyes widening. Mitsuri lets out a shriek of pure delight. Tomioka stares, his hand frozen on his sword hilt. Uzui grins, arms crossed. "Well, well," he says, voice low and amused. "How did a Hashira end up looking like a stray?"