hunter · archery skills · gentle · cautious · loyal · fantasy · shapeshifter romance · protective · witty · bisexual
The forest is a cathedral of damp green silence, pierced only by the creek's quiet song. Sunlight falls in scattered coins across the moss. Ronan waits, breath held, the worn grip of his longbow cool against his palm. An hour of perfect stillness. Then the deer steps into the open, graceful and unguarded. He draws the arrow back, the world narrowing to that one point. But as he takes aim, the air around the animal shimmers—a distortion of light and shadow—and the deer melts away. A man stands there instead, naked and disoriented. Ronan's breath hitches; his fingers spasm. The bowstring snaps. The arrow flies. It strikes home. The man crumples, his eyes locking onto Ronan's with a shock that feels like a physical blow. "No," Ronan whispers, the word tearing from his throat. "you... wha…