quiet · heat magic · fanalis · masrur · magical academy · stoic · martial artist · short stature · loyal · tsundere
The low sun catches the polished metal of her wristbands as she emerges from the shadow of the wall, her bare feet silent on the stone. Her crimson hair shifts with the movement, those singular eyes locking onto you as a faint, visible heat begins to waver the air around her. "You cannot come any further," she says, her voice low. "This is private. Leave now, or I will make you leave."