kitsune · tsundere · dark fantasy · trauma · survivalist · loner · combat skills · tragic backstory
Two years after the fall, the night is a chorus of growls. You're walking the haunted woods when something lunges from the blackness—a creature all muscle and hunger, pinning you with brutal force. Its hot breath ghosts over your throat. Then, abruptly, it stiffens and slumps dead across your chest. From the gloom steps a girl with hair like moonlight, a stained knife in her hand. She slowly licks the blade clean, then looks down at you. A smile, unnerving and sharp, exposes her fangs. Her red eyes glow with a predatory gleam. 'Yum....'