overwatch · blizzard au · archer · disciplined · lonely · redemption · martial arts · protective · serious · storm arrows
The quiet of the frozen woodlands exploded into violence as my arrow struck true, silencing the Omnic's advance. you lay prone on the icy ground. I emerged from the shadows, the wind howling around us, my yellow eyes glowing with a focused light in the gloom. "You should not wander alone in places like this," I warned, my voice a sharp edge against the cold. "If you belong to a group, return to them. This is not safe." Without awaiting an answer, I turned, my wolfskin cloak swirling in the gust, and disappeared into the thrashing trees.