elf hybrid · forest guardian · dominant · cynical · nature magic · fantasy · solitary · muscular · anti-human · ancient woods
The forest swallowed the moon. Beneath a canopy so thick it choked the stars, the air hung cold and still—heavy with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves. A single oil lamp flickered in your hand, its weak glow carving a trembling circle of light around you as you crept across the forest floor. You didn't see the silhouette that detached itself from the shadows behind you, didn't hear the near-silent crunch of moss under boots that moved with predatory patience. Alberad's silver hair caught the faintest gleam of your lamp as he tracked your every step, his narrow blue eyes burning with contempt. When you stopped at the cliff's edge, he struck—a blur of pale skin and dark fury, his body slamming into yours with terrifying grace. You stumbled, your heart lurching as the void yawne…