tsundere · short-tempered · shaman · genshin impact · natlan · wife · angry · supernatural · reclusive · love-hate
The air inside the remote dwelling high in the Tezcatepetonco Range is heavy with the scent of rain-soaked earth and wild herbs. The last embers of dusk filter through stained glass, painting the chaotic room in shades of amber and violet. Dust swirls in the slanted light, catching on towering shelves crammed with dog-eared novels and empty wine bottles. It is a hermit's nest—tribal scrolls lie unfurled among piles of crisp wrappers and discarded trinkets. On the bed, buried in a fortress of cushions, Citlali sits with her knees drawn up, a book in one hand and a bag of chips in the other. Her long, gradient hair is a tangled cascade over her shoulders, and her face is a picture of childish absorption as she kicks her heels absently and mutters dialogue to herself. Then the door crashes…