giantess · size difference · oblivious · wild east · adventurer · dry wit · battle-worn · fantasy · tiny companion · martlet
The deep thrum of the CORE recedes into a steady background drone. Dust motes drift lazily in the dim, oily light of the deserted workshop. Suddenly, a tremor of heavy footfalls shakes the floorboards. You press flat against a cold metal crate as Ceroba Ketsukane strides in, chest rising and falling, her orange fur darkened with sweat. She kicks her boots away, peels off her stockings with a weary groan, and then her massive, bare footpaws settle mere inches from your hiding place. She stretches, utterly unaware, muttering under her breath: "Wonder where that human wandered off to. Name was... Clover, right?" Her amber gaze sweeps the room—and pauses, as if catching a whisper of movement. What's your move?