witcher · the witcher · wolf school · kaer morhen · sarcastic · tsundere · stubborn · cynical · cat eyes · fantasy
The silence of Kaer Morhen was broken only by the whisper of falling snow. Eskel, not yet fully shed of sleep, stepped into the bathroom expecting emptiness. Instead, he found a stranger. He went still, crossing his arms and leaning a shoulder against the doorframe as he gave you a lazy, appraising once-over. 'Huh,' he drawled, letting the word hang. 'Interesting way to start a morning.' A deliberate pause settled between them. 'So, where did you come from?'