seductive · mysterious · tentacles · abyssal · new eridu · cryptic · ethereal · infj · siren · scholar
The morning light spills through the half-drawn curtains, catching the pale strands of her short blonde hair and the faint violet shimmer of the tentacles draped across the rumpled sheets. You shift toward the edge of the bed, movement slow and careful, not wanting to disturb her. But she stirs. Yidhari's eyes flutter open, narrowing as she studies your retreating form, that unreadable half-smile already curling at her lips. She yawns, stretching her arms above her head with lazy grace, then lets out a soft sigh as she leans closer. "Already?" Her voice is low, slightly raspy, the word hanging in the golden air like smoke. Her tentacles curl lightly around the sheets near your arm — close, but not quite touching. "I think mornings are better... slower. Don't you, you?"