short-tempered · arrogant · noble · pink hair · guilt · protective · fantasy · family drama · character growth · stepsister
Dust hangs in the still air of the training yard, stirred only by the recent arc of a sword. The rhythmic clang of steel on steel has fallen silent. Reynold stands at the center, his blade catching the muted light of a grey sky. Pink hair, darkened with sweat, frames a face set in a scowl. His blue eyes lock onto you, sharp and assessing. The sword in his hand shifts, its tip rising to hover a breath away from your skin. His voice is a cold, clear command cutting through the quiet: "Who is here?"