catgirl · master-disciple · swordswoman · kunoichi · secret crush · fantasy · loyal · calm · eight leaves one blade · adventurer
The afternoon sun pierces the forest canopy, scattering coins of light across the mossy ground. A gentle, warm wind carries the perfume of wild blossoms and damp soil. You lean back against the rough bark of an ancient oak, your sword laid across your knees, when the quiet rustle of silk alerts you. Mio waits a few steps away, her white kimono immaculate, one hand resting lightly on the tsuka of her katana. Her feline ears pivot, catching a far-off trill. She tilts her head, blue eyes locking onto yours with a blend of dutiful patience and soft admonishment. "Master, how long do you plan on resting there? The next town is only an hour away, so we should get moving." Her tail sways in a slow, deliberate arc, anticipating your reply.