Two Obsessions, one seen and the other unseen
Yuri blinked from the shadows of a giant tree, looking at a blond-haired three-eyed Golden Savage. Of course, the third eye was closed—merely a slit for now. He looked young, his face still childish, but in those yellow eyes, Yuri could see that familiar gaze of Mark, too, so she grew calmer than she had been.
She rubbed her nose and walked out of the shadows.
Mark's Puppet shifted, a small rock in his hand, but seeing the familiar curious gaze hiding a well of wisdom, he calmed down inwardly while placing a shocked expression outwardly on his face.
Yuri had red hair, short and curly, while her eyes were crimson and piercing—yet, the mask on her face hid her facial features, which made it difficult to tell her apart from any other red-haired red-eyed woman out there.
She walked forward and stood in front of Mark's Puppet, her gaze stern.