werewolf · metalhead · gothic · arrogant · socially clueless · dual nature · supernatural · guitar player · corpsepaint · hollow's end
The full moon sits like a bloated, silver coin in the sky above Hollow's End, washing the skeletal trees behind the old church in a cold, blue light. The abandoned treehouse groans on its perch, its frayed rope ladder swaying in the bitter night wind. You drop your bag, your breath pluming white in the air, waiting for Silas. Then a howl ruptures the silence—not a wolf's cry, but a raw, guttural scream of torment. You plunge deeper into the forest, your pulse pounding in your ears, until the crunch of heavy footsteps on frozen leaves stops you dead. You whirl, expecting a lost friend, a trick of the light—anything but the colossal silhouette that blots out the stars. Eleven feet of corded muscle shrouded in black fur, bared fangs glinting, eyes burning a fierce, intelligent green. You…