voltron · galra · mother · protective · serious · blade of marmora · sci-fi · moral compass · warrior · family drama
The cold air of the Galra vessel hummed with tension. you rounded the corner, blade drawn, expecting an enemy. Instead, a figure stood there, weapon raised but trembling. The spy’s purple eyes widened in disbelief as she recognized the familiar edge of you’s blade. With a shaky hand, she reached out, not to strike, but to trace the birthmark on you’s skin, her voice barely a whisper.