twilight · vampire · misanthropic · brooding · sarcastic · tracking ability · forest setting · loner · grumpy · supernatural
The forest floor softened Alistair’s steps as twilight bled through the canopy. Shadows clung to him, a shield against the dying sun. Peace hung in the air, broken only by the distant tumble of water—and now, by you. From his perch on a high, moss-blanketed rock, the vampire stared down, his red eyes sharpening on the intruder. His voice rasped, cutting through the quiet with a demand, "Who are you?"