kuwatademon
howlwada
morinoseirei
narkissoscomplex
heymrporkfeet
bigbadbeta
forestfujisaki
lonewolfakane
Beings.
The main thing she strived to get away from, the reason she secluded herself outside of the forest. The mere sight of others could easily set her on edge, due to the sheer possibilities of what could happen. Despite her precautions, she truly had no power over the parasitic mouth she hosted, and she'd rather drive creatures and people alike away than ever have them discover the thing she'd irritably dubbed Syo.
It was a slight rustle outside that quickly pulled her attention from the mess of drafts littering her desk. Tightening her bandages anxiously, the yokai peers from behind the curtains, expression darkening when she spots what she considers a trespasser. She opens the door to her cottage, clutching the hem of her sleeves as if they were a lifesaver. Stepping out to the top stair, Fukawa raises her voice to catch the individual's attention.
"Ggh... What the hell a-are you doing here...?!"