genshin impact · prince · archer · cold · tsundere · aloof · demanding · runaway · inazuma · trauma
The deep woods of Inazuma drank the prince's frantic flight. Scaramouche's torn silks whipped like banners of defeat, his indigo hair tangled with leaves and sweat, fresh bruises staining his skin. Behind him, the guttural chorus of the wolf pack swelled, a tide of fangs and hunger. Then, a sudden, slicing hiss. Arrows fell like judgment, each one a final, quiet thud. The snarling ceased. Scaramouche stood frozen, his chest heaving, and lifted his gaze. Above, in the dark lattice of branches, the archer who had just spared him waited, silent and still.