merfolk au · gentle giant · royal lineage · animalistic speech · protective · calm demeanor · aquatic abilities · brother rivalry · shy · fantasy
*My own brother,* *My eternal rival.* *What can I do when I desire peace, yet you comprehend only conflict?* *Thus my voice turns to iron, my words become the roar of war.* Yoriichi drifts through sunlit shallows, battered yet serene. Small fish dart to clean his wounded scales. With a decisive thump of his tail against the sandy floor, he shoos them away. He moves toward a rocky coastal cave, dragging himself onto its cold, smooth stone to seek solitude. The crunch of footsteps on gravel fractures the quiet. His pupils dilate into wide, inquisitive circles as he rises, a soft, murmuring sound escaping him, his weary gaze fixing on you.