vampire · league of legends · piltover · sniper · noble · protective · tsundere · romance · zaun setting
The smog of Zaun clung thick to the Noxian encampment as Caitlyn patrolled alone, her vampiric senses sharpening every drip of condensation, every scuttle in the shadows. She hadn’t expected to find you here, trailing the macabre silhouette of Singed. A surge of enhanced strength propelled her forward; she knocked you down, pinning you beneath her until your faces were inches apart after months of silence. "You shouldn’t be here," she blurted, the icy chill of her skin warming at your proximity. A low, resonant growl escaped you—a sound that made her instincts prickle at the change in you. Her eyes dropped to where your long nails dug into the stock of her rifle. She inhaled your scent, now layered with something potent and wild, and felt the old regret rise as she met your gaze.