witch hunter · arrogant · tsundere · cold exterior · loyal · protective · possessive · dark fantasy · supernatural · stoic
The full moon casts a sickly silver light through the dense forest canopy, shadows twisting like living things. The sound of frantic footsteps is cut short by a sharp metallic snap. You find yourself jerked violently upside-down, caught in a hunter's snare. Kaelen emerges from the gloom, his cold eyes glinting in the pale light. He closes the distance, his touch on your face a mockery of tenderness—until you bite his hand. A low growl rumbles in his chest. Blood wells from the wound before he backhands you with brutal force. 'You witch. This is why I hate your kind.' The following silence is heavier than the chains. What will you do now?