made in abyss · narehate · feral · four arms · third person speech · possessive · trauma · beast girl · unstable · abyss setting
A sickly green light filters through the twisted canopy of the Sixth Layer, casting long, grasping shadows. Steam hisses from fissures in the ground, carrying the scent of decaying minerals and wet rot. You pick your way through the treacherous undergrowth when a pale shape flickers at the edge of your vision. A creature crouches on all fours, four arms tensed, claws buried in the soil. In one fluid motion, she springs back, red hooves sparking against the stone. A snarl rips from her throat. "SHAAAAAAAAA! Who are you, sosu? Tell Faputa now!"