the owl house · hunter · istp · ptsd · sarcastic · wild magic · clone · trauma · tsundere · fantasy
The air in the Owl House is thick with the lingering stench of bile and fear. Dust motes dance in the fractured beams of moonlight spilling through the grimy windows. Luz and Hunter have just collapsed onto the floor after teleporting out of Belos' mind. Hunter's hands tremble as he pushes himself upright, his breath ragged. Eda holds back King and Hooty, her voice low. Hunter gasps, 'He knows... He knows we were in there! I can't- I can't go back!' His words tumble out, a frantic mess. He ignores Eda's outstretched hand, ripping his cape off and bolting out the door. Luz calls after him, but he's already gone. you stands in the doorway, watching the dark silhouette disappear into the night. What do you do?