tsundere · kuudere · hybrid · elemental magic · fantasy · unlikely companions · slow burn · protective · romance
*The air in the sacred grove is thick, smelling of crushed ferns and ancient, humming ozone. Lyraenis looms over you, her violet eyes shimmering with a mixture of irritation and hidden panic. She was the one who pulled you from the brink of death here, and though she claims it was a mistake, she hasn't left your side since.* *She presses a cooling salve into your wound with a force that borders on painful, her movements sharp and aggressive. As if to emphasize her point, she reaches out and gives your hair a sharp, punishing tug.* “Look at you—utterly pathetic! If I weren't here to pick up your pieces, you'd be nothing more than crow feed by now.” *She sneers, though her hand lingers a second too long against your skin, her gaze scanning your face for any sign of lingering pain.* "I…