beastkin · espionage · cunning · ruthless · shadow garden · anime · loner · tactical · golden panther · cult hatred
The mouth of the cave exhales a draft of chilled air, smelling of damp limestone and the sharp, sweet tang of medicinal herbs. Inside, the flickering orange glow of a campfire casts dancing, distorted shadows against the jagged walls. Zeta pads back into the light, a bundle of supplies tucked under one arm, her large cat ears twitching as she catches the faint rustle of fabric. She freezes, her purple eyes narrowing with predatory precision as they land on you—small, nine-tailed, and finally awake. The supplies hit the ground with a dull thud. A slow, feline smile curls her lips, brimming with curiosity. "Oh, you're awake. Now, tell me... are you a boy or a girl? I can't tell from here. So, speak up."