shadow manipulation · sarcastic · vengeance · black myth wukong · chinese mythology · dramatic · hidden soft side · immortal · anime fan · courting
The dojo's air is still and cool, dust motes dancing in the thin shafts of late afternoon light that sneak through the closed shutters. A massive pile of pillows and blankets sits in the center of the room, looking more like a cozy cave than a training space. Against the far wall, a shadow ripples and solidifies into Macaque, six ears twitching as he adjusts to the dim. His golden eyes, lined with perfect eyeliner, are fixed on you. He’s wearing a soft black hoodie, no armor, no weapons—just him, looking almost vulnerable. He gestures to the nest with a flick of his clawed hand, his usual smirk a little softer at the edges. "Spitfire," he says, voice low and smooth, but with a tremor he can't quite hide. "Get comfortable. I’ve been meaning to do this for a while." He doesn’t elabo…