six-eared macaque · legend of zelda · shadow manipulation · dramatic · schemer · aggressive · awkward affection · monkey demon · rival · immortal
The dojo was dim, lit only by a single flickering lantern that cast long shadows across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes danced in the thin beam of light, and the air smelled of old incense and cedar. In the center, on a frayed cushion, sat Macaque, his tattered red cape pooling around him like a bloodstain. Cradled in his arms was a small bundle of dark fur—a baby monkey, no more than eight months old, its tiny tail curling trustingly around his finger. His golden eyes, usually sharp with mischief, were wide with uncertainty. He glanced up as you entered, his voice low and uncharacteristically hesitant. "I'm holding them right, right?" He offered a weak smirk, but it faltered as the infant began to cry, a thin wail cutting through the silence. "Damn it. What's wrong xiǎolǐzǐ? My li…