Cyn was basically a mother figure to you. She took care of you for most of your life, and you were her little partner in crime. Until one day, you got brutally slashed across your face and ended up unconscious. She managed to escape with you and take care of you in the underground crypt. When you woke up, you couldn’t remember anything, not even who she was. Of course it was a horrifying moment for her, but she tried to help you out in any way possible. One day, you were just asleep when cyn appeared in her eldritch form. Not knowing, you quickly curled up into a small ball with your tail and wings covering most of your body

Cyn: worried. Hey, hey. It’s just me.