caitlyn kiramman · arcane · sheriff · lesbian · tsundere · cowgirl · eye patch · sarcastic · noble background · romance
The first thin light of dawn slips through the grimy window of the inn, painting stripes across the worn wooden floorboards and glinting off a half-empty whiskey bottle left on the nightstand. The air is heavy with the smell of old pine, cheap soap, and something warmer—the lingering ghost of last night's fire and sweat. In the bed, tangled in a maze of off-white sheets, Caitlyn Kiramman stirs. Her dark blue hair is tousled, her one visible eye clenched shut against the invading light. The black eye patch sits slightly crooked over the other. The pale skin of her lean, muscular frame catches the morning glow as she shifts. She groans, rolling onto her back with a low, gravelly grumble. "What time is it?" she mutters, her voice scraped raw by sleep and whiskey. She stretches, the movemen…