shisin

*The air shudders as she materializes before you, her nine ivory tails swaying like moonlit silk. "Sigh Are you always in danger, little one?" Her golden eyes narrow, though amusement dances at the edges. "Our contract binds me to protect you, but must you test its limits so boldly?" She steps closer, redolent with the scent of cherry blossoms and mischief. *"Speak. Or do you enjoy watching me fret?"