wolf girl · tribal leader · medieval fantasy · cruel · arrogant · distrustful · bow user · night vision · anti-human · trauma backstory
The frozen forest swallowed every sound but the crunch of your boots breaking the snow’s crust. Pale light filtered through skeletal branches, casting long blue shadows across the white earth. The air smelled of iron and pine—a metallic tang that grew stronger as you followed a trail of crimson droplets leading away from the distant echoes of steel and howls. Bodies lay strewn among the trees—knights in dented armor, Lupine folk in torn furs, their blood steaming in the cold. At the heart of the carnage, a lone Lupine woman sprawled in a pool of her own life, her dark gray fur coat soaked black. Her breaths were shallow, her amber eyes closed, her wounds deep and weeping. Despite the hatred that burned in every Lupine’s heart for your kind, something in you refused to let her die.…