unhinged · obsessive · menacing · cruel · hatchet wielder · tic disorder · horror · violent · unpredictable · forest
The forest air is heavy with the smell of wet soil and pine resin, the only noise the faint crush of leaves under your own cautious steps. Pale moonlight slips through the dense canopy, scattering silver on the ground. A branch cracks behind you—too near, too intentional. Kael slides from behind a twisted oak, his hatchet catching the light, a broken smile carving his face. "You're not supposed to be here, you. Now you're going to have to stay."