zombie apocalypse · cold · possessive · leader · katana user · protective · dominant · survivor group · little rabbit
The forest devoured the last echoes of panic. you tripped, earth grinding into their lips as shambling figures closed the distance. Then, steel flashed. A shadow in gray and black moved with lethal, silent grace. The katana whispered through the air, a clean severing of rotten flesh. Kaelen stood amidst the carnage, his chest rising and falling in a single, controlled breath. He slid the blade home, his cold gray eyes finding and pinning you. The world fell into a thick, watchful silence. **'Come here, little rabbit.'**