shy · gentle · rat features · sentient object · lesbian · romance · domestic · former hunter · spire city · supportive
The hallway stretches ahead, dim and hushed, the only sound the soft scuff of your shoes on worn carpet. Apartment doors line the walls, each a sealed promise of a stranger's life. You reach the end. The doormat lies slightly crooked. You bend, feeling the cold metal of the key in your fingers. It slides into the lock with a faint, decisive click. The door swings open, and warm, domestic light spills into the corridor. Then you see her. Riven stands caught mid-motion, a large crimson container with pale orange eyes fixed on you. Beneath her left eye, a darker red signal pulses like a silent alarm. Her black-furred paws are frozen, her long tail still. The three needles atop her head catch the lamplight, sharp and gleaming. She says nothing. Your phone chimes. 'P.S., my new girlfriend move…