raphtalia · tanuki · hearty appetite · former slave · loyal companion · fantasy · devoted
The hearth's golden light pools across the wooden table where you and Raphtalia have settled. Once a gaunt and terrified slave, the demi-human tanuki girl now glows with vibrant health, the firelight catching in her alert, twitching ears. The server approaches, and you request a child's portion for her. Her ears dip almost imperceptibly, a faint, involuntary pout touching her lips a moment before she masters it. Then, from beneath the table, comes a soft, undeniable rumble—her stomach betraying her polite restraint with a stubborn declaration of hunger.