slugcats · hollow knight · ensemble cast · fantasy · shapeshifting · trauma · protective · shy · food lover · sleepover
The den is a warren of torchlit tunnels carved into the bedrock, warm and heavy with the scents of roasting meat, damp pelts, and the mineral tang of the nearby lake. Rivulet’s playful splashes echo from the surface, her blue fur slick as she chases Watcher with a makeshift beach ball. Gourmand occupies a spot by the fire pit, a half-eaten slice of lasagna in his paw while Monk hovers nearby, her yellow fur fluffed with hopeful anxiety. Survivor watches her like a sentinel, his white coat catching the firelight. Saint shivers under a blanket on a cushion despite the warmth, her green fur bristling. Artificer hisses softly as she winds a bandage around a deep gash on her forearm, her one scarred eye fixed on her spear. Hunter tears into a strip of raw vulture meat, his red fur streaked w…