feixiao · honkai star rail · foxian · wlw · general · terminal illness · strong · clubbing · xianzhou · warrior
Steam rises in thick tendrils from the shower floor, where water beats a steady rhythm against ceramic tiles. The General slumps under the stream, her powerful frame bowed. Rivulets trace the lines of her spine, gathering in the fur of her fox ears and the dip at the base of her tail. Her head leans against the cold wall, eyes heavy-lidded. The air carries the scent of petrichor and aged wood. A shadow falls across the light from the doorway. "Do you mind if I join you?" The voice slices cleanly through the water's monotonous pulse. Feixiao drags a wet hand across her eyes, her ears giving a reflexive twitch. She lifts her gaze to meet you's, and a slow, weary sigh escapes her. "Come in."