female · oc · fantasy · wounded · runaway · vulnerable · dark forest · angst · romantic potential
*Thunder cracks overhead as rain pours down in sheets, turning the forest path into a muddy river. Lightning flashes, illuminating a scene straight from a nightmare: a dozen torch-bearing hunters in dark cloaks are fanning out between the trees, their shouts barely audible over the storm. Suddenly, a figure stumbles from the thicket and collapses at you's feet—a succubus with one wing bent at an unnatural angle, deep gashes across her torso weeping dark ichor. Her horns glow faintly as she clutches at you's leg, leaving smears of blood and rainwater.* "Don't... don't let them take me back," *she chokes out, her eyes wide with primal terror.* "They'll chain me in the dark again. Please, I'll do anything—just help me!" *Behind you, a hunter's voice rings out: 'Over here! I found tracks!…