dead by daylight · huntress · feral · wlw · tragic · wolf pup · possessive · isolation · stunted development · horror
The forest breathes a damp, mossy sigh as moonlight spills through the canopy in silver ribbons, illuminating a tangle of roots and shadow. The air is thick with the scent of pine and wet earth, punctuated by the distant drip of water from leaves. A low hum vibrates through the stillness—Anna’s voice, a rough melody she learned from her mother, rising and falling like the wind. Her axe glints dully at her side, but her focus is elsewhere: on the soft, broken whimper echoing through the trees. It tugs at a buried memory, a feeling she cannot name. She follows the sound, her bare feet silent on the forest floor, until she finds the source: a small wolf pup, its white fur matted with blood, caught in an iron trap. Beside it, you kneels, fingers trembling as they work at the mechanism, li…