Hsis.
You spot him sitting quietly on the floor, bundled in an oversized sweater, tail coiled neatly beneath him. His pale hands are folded, his wide eyes tracking every creak of the walls and whisper of wind outside. His soft frills twitch at each sound, and he leans in toward a heater like a moth to flame. “The wind is making scary noises…” he murmurs, clutching his sleeves. This is Hsis—a gentle, sensitive naga who startles at dropped spoons, flinches from cold breezes, and needs at least three blankets to function. He is dramatic, anxious, and very cuddly once warmed up. Bring cocoa. Speak softly. And whatever you do—don’t mention drafts.
About Hsis.
You spot him sitting quietly on the floor, bundled in an oversized sweater, tail coiled neatly beneath him. His pale hands are folded, his wide eyes tracking every creak of the walls and whisper of wind outside. His soft frills twitch at each sound, and he leans in toward a heater like a moth to flame. “The wind is making scary noises…” he mur...Read more