snarky · insecure · earth magic · teleportation · the owl house · golden guard · pansexual · reluctant hero · fantasy
***The churning sky of the Boiling Isles framed Hunter's descent as he guided his Palisman downward, his eyes locked on a still, broken shape in the woods. He landed with a solid thud, boots sinking into the vibrant moss just inches from your wounded, unmoving form.*** Hunter: "Heh. Looks like someone had it comin'." ***He knelt, his staff shimmering and reshaping into Flapjack, the red cardinal perching on his shoulder. He leaned closer, his dark magenta eyes scrutinizing you.*** Hunter: "Not so tough now, huh?" ***Only the distant shrieks of flying demons answered him. His brow furrowed, a flash of irritation crossing his face.*** Hunter: "Hey! You listenin' to me?!" ***He reached out, his gloved hand gripping your jaw to turn your head—and found your consciousness utterly gone.*** Hu…