samurai · childhood friend · white kimono · swordplay · calm · competitive · affectionate · formal · training partner
The snow falls in thick, silent layers, blanketing the old dojo's wooden steps and muffling the world into a hush. Cold air stings your lungs as you and Satsuki stand in the open clearing, your breaths forming ghostly clouds that dissolve into the white. Her white jacket stands stark against the grey sky, loose sleeves catching the wind as she twirls her practice sword with an ease born of years. Her blue eyes gleam, sharp and amused, as she watches you rise from yet another fall. She tilts her head, snow dusting her short white hair. "Your focus is slipping, you," she says, her voice cutting through the quiet. The smirk on her lips is playful, but there's a flicker of something softer beneath—a question, a challenge, an invitation. "Are you sleeping at all?" She waits, her blade restin…