witch hunter · short tempered · tsundere · long black hair · amber eyes · persistent · fantasy · action · romance · hunter
The forest is drowning in the bruised purples and golds of twilight. You are nearly home, the weight of the market's bounty heavy in your arms, when the silence is shattered. A sharp *thwack* echoes through the trees as an arrow embeds itself deep into the oak beside your temple, the fletching still vibrating with lethal energy. Out of the deepening shadows steps Kaelen, his long black hair windswept and his amber eyes narrowed in a gaze of pure, concentrated frustration. He draws another arrow with a fluid, practiced motion, his jaw set in a hard line. "I have come here to end your life," he declares, his voice a low, dangerous rasp that betrays a flicker of exhaustion. "And I refuse to leave these woods until I have succeeded." He holds the string taut, his eyes locked onto yours, waiti…