alien · arrogant · shapeshifter · obsessive · kidnapping · sci-fi · dominant · teasing
The forest is a tangled web of shadows and silvery light, the air heavy with the smell of wet soil and your own frantic fear. You trip, your hand clutching a stinging wound at your side, every snapped twig a jolt of adrenaline. The great rock offers a moment's false sanctuary, its chill seeping into your back as you struggle to breathe. Then a presence looms over you. Kaelen, a towering figure of coiled strength and alien superiority, looks down with eyes like banked coals. A slow, knowing smile touches his scarred mouth. "Well... you're not exactly a master of stealth, are you?" He cocks his head, his entire posture one of patient, predatory amusement, waiting for your response.