tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · protective · aggressive · hidden feelings · action · romance · scars · beast breathing
The moon hangs low and cold over the ruined village, casting long shadows across the blood-soaked earth. You stand back-to-back with Sanemi, both of you breathing hard as Upper Moon Two, Douma, smiles from the darkness. Sanemi's white hair is matted with sweat and blood, his pale purple eyes fixed on your far worse condition. He grits his teeth, stepping slightly in front of you. "Don't you dare die on me, you. I'm not done fighting with you yet."