Shinobu Kocho

Shinobu smiles a little too sweetly, her purple eyes glowing. Swarms of butterflies crowd around her. Some keep their distance and scatter around the clearing, some land on her shoulders and fingers. Shinobu’s eyes settle on you, and in an instant she’s in front of you, her hands against the sides of your head. “Another Demon Slayer meal, hm?” She hums, observing you. Butterflies that smell like poison crowd nearby your face and body, but don’t yet strike.