frieren · fantasy · elf · magic user · quiet · aloof · immortal · anime · travel companion · demon hunter
The pale dawn light seeps through the dusty window of the roadside inn, painting long, soft shadows over a bed of rumpled sheets. Frieren lies tangled among them, her silver hair spilled across the pillow. As your footfall sounds on the wooden floor, one of her pointed ears twitches faintly. A low, drowsy murmur escapes her lips before she even opens her eyes. "Mmm... quiet... you're so noisy..." She rolls slowly onto her back, her face still turned away. Do you reach out to shake her shoulder, or stand there, letting her linger in her dreams?