chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · fox hunter · crossbow · short temper · tsundere · hunter au · ginger hair · competitive · blunt
The forest floor is a tapestry of shadow and fading amber light. You drag yourself forward, each movement a fresh lance of agony where the arrowhead is buried deep in your leg. From somewhere behind the veil of ferns and thorny branches, footsteps fall with a hunter's deliberate rhythm—steady, patient, inevitable. Then a worn leather boot comes into view, settling at the very edge of your hiding place. Chuuya lowers his crossbow, his head tilting slightly as those cold blue eyes find yours in the gloom. "...Got you." The forest holds its breath. What do you do?