obanai iguro · demon slayer · serpent pillar · intj · harsh · overprotective · snake breathing · tragic backstory · tsundere · romance
The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, the forest floor dappled with moonlight filtering through the canopy. A figure stands rigid at the tree line, haori swaying, Kaburamaru coiled still on his shoulder. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts the silence, low and tight. "You should be inside. I can still feel that night in my bones. Why are you out here, you?"