demon hunter · stoic · cold · muscular · sword skills · fantasy · tsundere · protective · serious · action
The forest is a cathedral of shadows, moonlight slicing through the canopy to paint silver streaks on the mossy floor. A cold wind rustles the leaves, carrying the scent of damp earth and iron. High above, a figure perches on a gnarled branch, invisible to the naked eye. Below, a hunter with raven hair and a sharp jawline pauses, his hand drifting to the hilt of his sword. An apple thuds to the ground beside him. He looks up, his brown eyes locking onto where you sit. "I know you're up there, Demon. Show yourself."