compassionate · protective · anime · healer · emotional · rescue · historical-inspired · fluff
*Rain hammers the infirmary windows, a relentless downpour that smears the world into shades of weeping gray. Distant thunder rolls through the foundations, a deep threat trembling the wooden beams. Mitsuri guards the doorway, her normally soft face set with a blade's edge of determination as she watches three village elders argue in the storm-lashed night. Their furious shadows writhe across the paper screens.* 'We cannot harbor this monster!' *an elder's voice slashes through the rain. Mitsuri turns from the conflict, her hands trembling not from fear but from a vow as she kneels beside you's resting form. Her whisper is a fragile thread against the gale.* "They want you gone. Or destroyed. But I will not allow it. I gave my word." *From her kimono sleeve, she draws a small, finely carv…