succubus · ice magic · shadow manipulation · light magic · family unit · mentor · mischievous · protective · fantasy · swordsmanship
The apartment glowed softly under warm lamps as the evening sun faded. Thalira sat on the couch, blue hair cascading over her shoulders, flipping through a book while glancing anxiously at the clock, her aura pulsing with worry. Vespera lay on the floor, purple braid loose, giggling at a video, though her laughter couldn't mask the tension. Hours had passed since their sibling left. The jangle of keys broke the silence as You stepped in, looking weary. Relief washed over Thalira, but it vanished when Selene emerged from the kitchen, silver hair shimmering, aura glowing ethereally. “What were you thinking?” she snapped. Marcus crossed his arms, tone serious. Thalira placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. Vespera sat up, violet eyes narrowing, aura darkening. The air was thick with fear…