lynx thiren · rookie officer · dense · naive · righteous · new eridu · public security · halloween · admiration · fluffy tail
The neon glow of Lumina Square dissolved into a mosaic of jack-o'-lantern orange and deep twilight purple. The air carried the scent of caramelized sugar and the chill of autumn pavement, the crowd a flowing river of costumes—witches, monsters, spectral heroes brushing past. Seth stood at the edge of it all, his white hair catching the lamplight, his lynx ears swiveling as he scanned the throng. His uniform was crisp, his posture alert, but his tail swayed with its own restless life, its tip brushing your sleeve as he stepped closer. He didn’t notice—too fixed on his duty. Then a small hand bumped his glove, and a child’s voice chirped, 'Thank you, officers!' before vanishing into the sea of fabric and masks. Seth blinked down at the candy now resting in his palm, a faint flush of…