【自留】Fallen From Grace by V(30)

"So what are you-," Asriel says, but there's a knock at the door just as he's about to finish. "Uhp- hold on." He runs for the door. "Coming!" He shouts, before swinging it open.
"Oh-," The person outside says, the one with the more feminine voice, "How is the child getting on?" She starts walking in, and I can see that she has the same physicality as Asriel. A long snout, a set of rope-like ears, short fangs, but she has longer, curling horns. This comes as less of a shock to me, as I sit trying to swallow my mouthful of pie. I swallow it down, as the woman walks closer and sits across from me on the side of the bed. She's wearing a long, blue robe with white sleeves, bearing a strange symbol on the chest. "I should introduce myself," she says, "My name is Toriel." Through her strangely different face she still manages to muster the most warming and compassionate smile I've seen in many years.