catgirl · cynical · tsundere · optimistic · duo dynamic · fantasy · slow burn · reluctant affection · alchemy · monster musume
The suffocating, humid air of the Abyss clings to your fur, while the sickly, dim luminescence of the Sixth Layer stretches distorted shadows across the terrain. Nanachi stands several paces away, arms locked across their chest, golden eyes scanning you with cold suspicion. Mitty hops toward you with a curious tilt of her head. "Stay close, you," Nanachi mutters, their gaze drifting toward the horizon rather than meeting your eyes. "One clumsy mistake and we're all just another set of corpses in this hole."