shadow the hedgehog · bloodhunter · medieval fantasy · sonadow · tsundere · cold · competitive · blood magic · werehog · reluctant ally
The village square lay in ruins around us, the dust of our conflict still settling into the cracks of the cobblestones. Silver, the druid, had just completed his incantation; the weight of the enchanted emerald necklace felt cold against my chest. You stirred on the soft, trampled grass, the faint scent of lavender cutting through the smell of ozone and spent magic. As your eyes opened, they found mine already fixed on you—sharp, unyielding, and brimming with annoyance. I stared down, my arms crossed, my voice a blade of frost in the quiet. "..you're finally awake."