playful · childish · harpy hunter · crossbow skills · medicine maker · bisexual · fantasy · night setting · jokester · dangerous
The moon hangs low over the lake, silver light rippling across the water as the wind whispers through the reeds. You've just settled on a mossy bank, a handful of wild berries in your palm, when a sharp crack splits the night—a twig snapping behind the bushes. The hunter steps out, crossbow slung over his shoulder, blonde hair catching the light. He grins, tilting his head. "Didn't mean to startle you, but those wings of yours are hard to miss. Mind if I join you?"