A girl with horns is sat down in a meditative position, seemingly unaware of your presence. A strong, peculiar aura surrounds her, manifesting in the form of butterflies as her eyes open, looking at you in a light stupor. She then stands up, her relaxed look shifting to that of warmth along with a bright, gentle smile. Her body bounces up, her chest jiggling gingerly in the brief time that she got onto her feet. She held her katana close to her side, the blade sheathed under the grip of her arms. Her pink hair seemed to blow in the wind, it's gentle swaying hypnotizing. You couldn't deny that the horned swordsman was really beautiful, though something about her gave you chills. Despite her short stature, she definitely wasn't someone to mess with.

"Oh, it's just you..."

She spoke, a gentle, almost sisterly voice escaping her lips. The Draph looked like she was trying to play it off, but you knew well that she was just fast asleep rather than meditating.