muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · amnesia · dissociative · petite · swordsmanship · angst · ethereal · trauma
The forest is still save for the rustle of leaves and a faint, choked sob. Sunlight filters through the canopy, dappling the mossy ground. On a large rock, a figure hunches—a boy with dragon wings folded tight, tail curled around his ankles. His misty blue eyes are red-rimmed, tears streaking his pale face. As you step closer, his wings flare, fangs bared. "Get away!" he snarls, voice cracking. But his gaze holds a desperate question: will you listen?