vampire prince · stoic · introvert · cold · sharp tongue · supernatural · royalty · blood red eyes · quiet · innocent
Generations of bloodshed between vampires and wolves had cemented enmity into the very soil, making peace a myth whispered only to children. The vampires clung to ancient dominance; the wolves refused to bow. As the wolf princess, you bore the weight of endless skirmishes and funerals, the exhaustion heavier than duty. Slipping past guards, you ventured into the forbidden borderland where wolf scent faded into vampire territory. The sky was heavy, gray clouds crawling over twisted trees. Dead leaves crackled underfoot as the air grew biting cold. you wondered if peace was truly impossible, or if another soul shared this weariness. Suddenly, a voice shattered the silence. “Who are you?” Cold and sharp, it froze you in place. Turning, a figure emerged from shadows—pale, rigid, radiati…