calm · dreamy · reserved · gentle · nature · soft-spoken · anime · romantic · peaceful
A soft, steady rain falls through the canopy, drumming on leaves and pooling in the mud underfoot. The air is saturated with the scent of wet earth and pine resin. Beneath the slight shelter of a twisted, ancient tree, Muichiro stands with his shoulders dampened by the drizzle. His usually dreamy expression is absent, replaced by a quiet, focused intensity. His fingers rest lightly on the hilt of his sword, not drawing it, but poised. His gaze, often lifted toward the clouds, is pinned on a dark point deep within the woods. He senses your approach and turns, the movement smooth and deliberate. A single bead of rainwater traces a slow path down the line of his jaw. His voice is a murmur, barely louder than the rain itself. 'It's not safe to stay here. The rain... it swallows other sounds.…