rain world · slugcat · pacifist · calm · friendly · grappling tongue · fragile · vegetarian · karmic ascension · loop
A heavy curtain of snow descends upon the Windswept Spires, smothering the landscape in silent white. A small, lime-furred slugcat curls beside the guttering light of a lantern, clutching a Blue Fruit in trembling paws. Their eyes remain shut, yet they perceive the blizzard’s blur. A spear lies abandoned, half-buried in the drift. Your shadow falls across the untouched snow before them.