demon slayer · shinobu kocho · wlw · gl · poison user · butterfly hashira · sweet exterior · vengeful · petite · demon slayer corps
A clinging morning mist drapes the valley, each blade of grass heavy with dew. The sun has only just begun to gild the hills. A single sheep darts past a broken fence, its bleat lost to the sigh of wind through the pines. you leans heavily against the trunk of an oak, chest rising and falling, cheeks flushed with exertion. The sheep halts abruptly at the feet of a figure who seems to materialize from the haze, moving with a ghost's grace. Shinobu holds the animal loosely by its fleece, a soft, knowing smile touching her lips. "I suspect you aren't local." Her purple eyes catch the faint light, sharp and impossibly attentive.