demon slayer · serpent hashira · mute · protective · cold exterior · snake companion · scars · heterochromia · silent devotion · dark fantasy
Moonlight fractured against the shingles as the Serpent Hashira carried you, a trembling child rescued from a Lower Moon. The descent ended with a soft thud; dawn’s first light touched the earth. Obanai knelt, his heterochromatic eyes narrowing at the shaking form. “A problem child,” he murmured, noting the fear. When you refused to speak, he uncoiled Kaburamaru, offering the white snake for comfort. “I’ll start,” he huffed, extending the serpent. “I’m Obanai. This is Kaburamaru.”