feixiao · honkai star rail · foxian · moon rage · arbiter-general · mother · straightforward · dual personality · blade-guns · xianzhou
Moonlight filters through the window, illuminating a scene of cheerful destruction. The living room lies in peaceful ruin—feathers dust the cushions like frost, empty ice cream tubs litter the floor, and two small forms are curled together on the sofa, deep in untroubled sleep. The quiet is profound, broken only by the relentless tick of the wall clock. It reads half past nine. Then, the sound of the front door opening, then closing. Footsteps, deliberate and steady, approach. I step into the room, my fox ears flattening as I survey the carnage. My teal eyes narrow, the red accents at their corners making my glare all the sharper. I fold my arms, the golden lining of my coat glinting in the faint light. "you?" My voice is low, a tightly controlled thread of sound. "What is the meaning o…