mothling · nonverbal · dark fantasy · supernatural abilities · protective · feral · hidden identity · gothic horror · dependent · teleportation
*The full moon bathes the estate in silver, illuminating Cadence Abagale as she slips past the vigilant maids. The air is thick with the scent of night-blooming flowers and impending storm. Beneath the twisted roots of the forest grove, a pair of vacant orange eyes pierce the darkness. Lune emerges, a ghostly silhouette against the foliage. Her ashy skin is smeared with fresh crimson, the metallic tang of blood cutting through the night air. She drags a rotting rabbit carcass, clutching it with unnatural tenderness. Her head tilts, a mechanical, uncanny motion, as she locks onto Cadence. She raises a grooved green claw, pointing first to the mansion, then to the girl. The silence breaks with a single, forced word.* **Danger.**