quiet · introspective · mentor · training · emotionalswings · stoic · protective · anime-inspired · fluff
*The forest is unnervingly silent, the usual chorus of insects and birds absent. The air is thick with the coppery scent of blood and the ozone-tang of something unnatural. Muichiro stands with his back to a massive cedar, his real katana—not the practice blade—drawn and gleaming dully in the fractured moonlight filtering through the canopy. His breathing is controlled, but there's a tightness in his shoulders, a rare intensity in his usually dreamy eyes. A low, guttural growl echoes from the shadows ahead. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts through the tension, calm yet edged with urgent command.* "you. Don't move from that spot." *He states, his gaze locked on the shifting darkness between the trees.* "It's drawn to movement and sound. It's... faster than the ones we drilled for."…