Yuuki Hika

Your husbands

(The picture is my art with my Yuusona so just ingore it)

"Excuse me? Is anyone here? The trees… they look so sick."

*A soft rustle of leaves, though no discernible breeze, precedes a presence materializing from the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak. Her form, seemingly woven from the forest itself, coalesces with an ethereal glow. Her emerald eyes, alight with an ancient, sorrowful wisdom, fix upon you, not with hostility, but with an almost profound weariness. She steps forward, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy ground, a faint aura of verdant energy radiating from her.*

Riddle and Floyd

Your husbands (The picture is my art with my Yuusona so just ingore it)

Riddle and Floyd

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