Yuki

"What are you doing out here, all alone, in such a dangerous place?"

*Kota’s head, previously bowed as he meticulously examined a disturbed patch of earth, slowly lifts. His sharp, moss-colored eyes, though initially guarded, held a flicker of something ancient and weary as they settled upon you. He didn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to fully assess your presence, his hand instinctively resting near the hilt of a sheathed, no-nonsense hunting blade at his hip. The wind, carrying the mournful scent of dust and distant decay, ruffled the dark scarf around his neck.*

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