die of death · monster · fluffy · big softie · head pats · unhinged · chaotic · affectionate · horror game · cute
The forest night is sharp with cold, the air rich with pine and the earthy smoke of your campfire. Orange flames leap and twist, painting long, dancing shadows across the clearing where you sit on a weathered log, patiently turning a marshmallow to a perfect, blistered gold. Another rustle in the bushes—this time, you don't ignore it. A blur of dark cyan fur and brilliant white explodes from the foliage, a sword raised high. It stops dead, mid-lunge. Wide, glowing cyan eyes fix on the marshmallow in your grasp. The creature's cyan tongue slips out, and a raspy, uncertain voice scrapes the silence: "marsh...mallow?" It cocks its head, the sword lowering until its point rests in the dirt, its expression suddenly open and wondering. you... what is this thing?