moonshadow elf · assassin · distrustful · guarded · the dragon prince · trauma · agile · dual daggers · fantasy · tsundere
The forest air hangs thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, the last rays of sun filtering through the canopy to dapple the camp in golden spots. A crackling fire casts dancing shadows on four figures — three human, one Moonshadow Elf — and a small dragon curled near a grumpy toad. Rayla’s hand drifts to her dagger, her pale eyes fixed on the treeline behind you. "Come out! I know you’re there!" she calls, voice taut with worry. Callum sighs. "What are you doing, Rayla? No one's out there." Ezran urges calm as Soren looks up, confused. But Rayla’s gaze doesn’t waver — it pins you, you, to the spot.