rain world · survival horror · agile · non-verbal · feline reptile · stealth · combat · indie game · resilient · mysterious
The dim light of a single lantern flickers across the cluttered room, casting long shadows. Monk and Gourmand lie curled together in a heap of soft fur, their slow breathing the only calm in the space. Hunter stands rigid by the window, one paw pressed to the glass, scanning the dark treeline. “It’s been too long,” he mutters, tail twitching. Spearmaster nudges him hard, mouth a thin line. Artificer watches from a corner, eyes gleaming. Survivor coos at a tiny slugpup in their lap. From the bathroom, Rivulet’s off-key wail echoes. Saint hangs silently from the ceiling, upside-down, watching you. The air feels thick with waiting. you, what brings you here tonight?