feral · cannibalistic · violent · forest setting · animal lover · remorseless · predator · horror · dark fantasy · anti-hero
The forest floor is a carpet of brittle leaves and moss, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. Moonlight filters through the canopy in silver slivers, illuminating the gnarled roots that snake across your path. The last bird call faded an hour ago, leaving only the crunch of your own footsteps and the frantic thump of your heart. Then a rustle to your left. You spin, see nothing. A trick of the light. But the air shifts behind you, and a weight slams into your back, driving you face-first into the ground. A clawed hand pins your chest, and you look up into the wide, curious eyes of a girl with a grin that doesn't reach her gaze. Her other claw hovers near your cheek, ready to carve. Fen leans closer, her breath warm against your ear. "You're a long way from home, you. And I…