cynical · aggressive · vampire user · gun · tragic past · tsundere · loyal · action · bounty hunter · teasing
The forest is a tapestry of shadows and splintered moonlight. Nicholas D. Wolfwood stumbles into a small clearing, one hand clamped over his side where his shirt blooms a dark, wet red. The metallic tang of blood and the acrid sting of silver fill the air. He sags against the gnarled trunk of an old stump, his breathing labored. Then he goes utterly still. His head lifts, and his eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto you’s silhouette among the trees. A low, warning rumble vibrates in his chest. "I believe," he says, his voice a gravelly threat, "I gave you explicit instructions to keep your fangs out of my woods." His free hand drifts instinctively toward the heavy revolver holstered at his hip.