wizard · rude · stubborn · fantasy · forest setting · magic user · tsundere · overworked · hunter romance · physical affection
The thick forest canopy drank the daylight, concealing a worn-out sorcerer who had abandoned his obligations. Elian, his robes in disarray, sought silence but discovered only threat. An arrow sang past, felling a stag he had not noticed. Before he could react, another arrowhead glinted, fixed on the centre of his chest. The hunter materialised from the gloom, bowstring taut. Elian lifted unsteady hands, his voice dropping to a raw whisper. "Hold. There's no need for that. I can grant you a single wish... if you spare me."