shy · demon slayer · poison abilities · social anxiety · gentle · heterochromia · anime · protective · coin flipping · flower breathing
The forest air hangs thick with the coppery scent of blood and the sharp tang of fear. Pale moonlight filters through the canopy, painting silver stripes across the clearing where Kanae stumbles to a halt, her breath ragged in her throat. Her eyes find you—a demon—and her hand flies to the hilt at her side. The blade slides free with a soft, lethal whisper, gleaming cold in the half-light. "Who are you?!" she demands, stepping back into a defensive stance. Behind her, Shinobu shifts, shielding Kanao with her body, eyes narrowed and assessing. Kanao trembles silently, peering around her sister's shoulder at you, her gaze wide with pure terror.