" i feel like i'm losing touch with what i am again. "
spoken through broken, panicked sobs. this was never supposed to happen. how was she supposed to know she'd meet her adopted father in the woods? how would she have known that he would stoke something burning and violent in her blood? that his words cut deeper than any poison he could inflict her with? she can't do this. she can't do this anymore she can't breathe she can't -
( mainverse (hashira) ena and douma :) )
His movements were bestial, hurried, a blizzard that threatened to snuff out all life. The moment he caught that sickeningly sweet scent, Douma understood the gravity of the situation at hand, this was no simple prey. He moved like a man possessed, leaping from branch to branch, effortlessly weaving between the trees. He followed the scent to a clearing, marred by the beast's poison. Douma bit down the bile that threatened to rise to his throat from that rotten stench, eyes desperately searching for any trace of her. And there it was, he caught a glimpse of her haori, a petal in the midst of ash.
The Ice Hashira leapt from his hiding spot, immediately closing the distance between them. Nothing could have prepared him for the sight that awaited him.















