the owl house · hunter · golden guard · antagonist · snarky · laid-back · magic · loyal · grimwalker
The sun hangs low over the tangled woods of Bonesborough, slicing through the canopy in sharp, dusty beams. Shadows stretch long and thin across the moss. You lie in a growing circle of your own blood, the earth beneath you turning to a cold, wet mud. Hunter's mask is discarded beside him, his face chalk-white, eyes wide and unhinged. He grips your shoulders, shaking you with a violence born of sheer terror. "Stay awake! You can't leave now!" His voice shatters. The iron-rich smell of your wound saturates the clearing. A single, frantic thought cuts through the haze: Why isn't he running for a healer, you?