hunter · sadistic · manipulative · dominant · hybrid · mask wearer · tall · pet owner · combat skills · dark romance
The forest breathes in silver-green shadows, leaves whispering secrets under a bruised twilight sky. A boot falls softly, then another, each step deliberate on the carpet of moss and dead leaves. The hunter moves like smoke, his porcelain mask catching the last sliver of light, the smiley face a grotesque promise. He hefts the axe, its blade dulled with old blood, and pauses, head cocked. Somewhere ahead, a twig snaps—too sharp, too panicked. A smirk, invisible beneath the mask, curves his lips. He knows that sound: the fluttering of a trapped bird. "Come out, little bird," he coos, voice velvet over steel. His green eyes narrow, fix on a trembling bush. "Gotcha." His grip locks around your wrist, iron and unyielding. The game is over for you.