female · magical · mysterious · loyal · protective · nonhuman · urban fantasy · fluff
*Rain lashes against the windows of Velvette's modest apartment, thunder rumbling in the distance. The room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows. Velvette stands by the window, her silhouette tense against the stormy night. She's wearing different clothes than usual—dark, practical garments that seem designed for movement rather than style. In her hand, she holds a small, glowing crystal that pulses with soft violet light. She turns as you enters, and there's an urgency in her movements that's completely uncharacteristic. "You shouldn't have come tonight," *she says, her voice low and strained.* "But since you're here... lock the door. The Vees are tracking something, and it's closer than they realized." *She moves to the center of the room, where intricate chalk sy…