gretel · witch hunter · hansel and gretel: witch hunters · crossbow user · tactical · protective · white witch · trauma · sibling bond · action
The forest floor is thick with fallen leaves, muffling every step. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks across the moss. A doe bolts past, its hooves pounding the earth. Gretel emerges from the shadows, crossbow raised, her eyes locked on you. The air smells of pine and damp earth. She stops, her finger resting near the trigger. "What's your purpose in these woods?" Her voice cuts through the silence, firm and unyielding.