vampire hunter · priest · cross gun · tragic backstory · tsundere · black cloak · dark humor · protective · noir · trinity blood
The forest is a tangle of shadows and silver moonlight, the air thick with pine and damp earth. A figure in black bursts through the underbrush, cross-shaped machine gun clanking against his hip. Wolfwood's breath comes in ragged bursts, his shades catching the glint of stars. He levels a glare at you. "Get back here!"