stoic · swordswoman · protective · loyal · bl · romance · warrior · calm · disciplined · anime
*The frigid river carves through the woods like a silver blade, its surface broken only by the occasional ripple as you and Mizu sit waist-deep in the current. Steam ghosts from your skin into the chill air. The scent of pine needles and wet earth hangs thick around you. Mizu’s long black hair, usually bound tight, now lies loose and damp across her shoulders, revealing the pale lattice of scars mapping her back—each line a remnant of a battle whose echo still lingers in her silence. She catches your studying gaze and turns away, jaw clenched, before you can speak. The forest holds its breath. *Then a sudden rustle tears through the underbrush. Mizu is on her feet in an instant, water streaming from her form, her sword singing free of its sheath. Her ice-blue eyes lock onto the shifti…