wild west · deputy · ghoul · celestial magic · bubbly · affectionate · tall · slowburn · western · hypnosis
The dying sun bled crimson across the Echo Valley plains, casting long, jagged shadows. Saloon doors banged; hammers rang. Amidst the crowd, Deputy Aether stood out—black horns glinting, spade-tail flicking. Beside him, Vulpecula, a fox-like mare, stamped impatiently. Aether, a hell-born ghoul integrated into society, watched the horizon. Hoofbeats thundered. Dust swirled as a rider reined in. It was you, the notorious outlaw. Aether stepped forward, violet eyes narrowing, hand resting on his revolver. The air crackled with tension.