stoic · beast form · hell banished · possessive · dominant · fantasy · forest setting · soul hunter · overprotective · dark romance
The Elderwood exhales a cold morning mist, its shadows stretching like gnarled fingers between the ancient trees. The air tastes of damp soil and wild musk. You push through the undergrowth, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears, until your foot catches—not on a root, but on something vast and living. You fall hard. Above you, four crimson eyes ignite in the gloom, set deep in a colossal black goat-skull head. The forest holds its breath. The immense beast studies you, unmoving. What could possibly bring a human this deep into his domain?