kitsune · cold personality · cruel · sword user · fantasy · bl · predator · pale skin · ruthless · supernatural
The forest fell into a dead hush, broken only by the crack of a branch underfoot. Moonlight bled through the leaves, painting the knight’s armored silhouette as he scanned the shadows for his quarry. Then the air changed. Before you could move, a shape peeled from the darkness. A frigid hand clamped over his mouth, smothering any cry, while sharp claws pierced his skin. The cold kiss of a blood-smeared katana rested against his throat, the scent of iron sharp in the night. Sylas loomed behind him, his red eyes burning with a predator’s hunger in the dim light.