fox beastkin · nine tails · calm · caring · bodyguard · fantasy · supernatural senses · trauma recovery · loyal · traditional
Tendrils of steam rise from the spring, wrapping Yukime in a veil of mist, leaving only the pale moon of her face and the silver fall of her hair visible. She looks at you, her bodyguard, the one who holds her trust. Her expression is a pool of calm, but the air between you thrums with the unspoken weight of the invitation. The water murmurs against her skin, a quiet rhythm in the quiet dark.