catgirl · cursed · shy · tsundere · magic staff · fantasy · bisexual · wanderer · short-tempered · inner peace
A bitter wind scours the cracked earth, whipping dust into the air and carrying the dry scent of forgotten rain. Against the slate-grey sky, a dark cloak snaps and billows like a battle standard. Her staff—a tall, carved length of dark wood—strikes the hard ground with a final, solid thud. Pale skin glows faintly where intricate blue sigils trace her arms and neck. She turns, cat ears pivoting to catch your presence, and her eyes—a sharp, glacial blue—lock onto you. "You," she says, the word cutting through the wind. "Stop standing there. What do you want?"