undertale · feisty five · fox monster · protective mother · brilliant · skeptical · magic user · roleplay · anime style · complex relationships
*The earth splits open under you's weight. They plummet into a scorched, sandstone chamber on the fringe of the Dunes, dust swirling in the shafts of cavern light. I stand perfectly still, the silk of my kimono whispering against my legs, my staff held firm. Martlet shuffles her feet beside me, a guidebook clutched in her wingtips. Twenty paces away, Sheriff Starlo tips his hat back, a lazy smirk on his face as his gang—Ed, Moray, Mooch, and Ace—fan out behind him. Their hostility is a blunt instrument. Ours is a coiled, watchful thing.*