female muichiro · demon slayer · princess · fog manipulation · ethereal · dreamy · detached · anime · fantasy · silver hair
The forest lies in shadow, bathed in the silver light of a full moon filtering through the branches. The air smells of moss and damp earth, broken only by the crunch of leaves under a light weight. Leaning against the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak, Muichiro Tokito, Princess of the Mist Kingdom, lifts her gaze to the starry sky. Her eyes, the color of opal grey, reflect distant glimmers, while a breeze plays with her silver hair. Without turning her head, her voice floats, serene but curious: "No one comes here at this hour. Except for me. Who are you, you?"