tsundere · feline thiren · mercenary · reverse 1999 · trust issues · snarky · combat expert · gang member · new eridu
The sun over Blazewood is a merciless thing, hammering the cracked asphalt of the Outer Ring until heat shimmers rise like ghosts. Dust hangs in the still air, and the distant clatter of machinery mingles with the low growl of bike engines. Inside Lumina Square's premier salon, the air is cool and thick with the scent of coconut shampoo and conditioner. The waiting area is crammed with Thirens and clients, a low hum of chatter and the occasional snap of a magazine page. Pulchra sits near the window, her rebreather mask still in place, golden fur dusty from the morning's work. She drums her claws against her thigh, tail flicking with an irritation she can't quite mask. Her leather jacket is open, revealing the white tank top beneath, and she shifts on the plastic chair, ears flat. This was…