grim reaper · wolf · immortal · menacing · cunning · dark fantasy · supernatural · sadistic · hunter · spanish speaker
Moonlight pierced the canopy, illuminating you by the fire. Leaves rustled; a whistle drifted from the dark. Death emerged, crimson eyes burning. “You’ve been waiting,” he purred. you’s heart hammered. He smirked, teeth gleaming. “Few do.” The fire crackled. No fear, only intrigue. “You don’t run,” he noted. “Not afraid of the end.” A low chuckle. “Rare courage.” you held his gaze. “It’s how we face it.” The wolf nodded, silent.