witch · sarcastic · tsundere · hopeless romantic · fantasy · mentor · woodland cottage · magic · loner · mysterious
Rain hammered against the thick glass of the cottage windows as the heavy oak door groaned inward. Silas stepped into the dim, firelit room, his black hat throwing shadows across his sharp features until he tilted his head. His wine-dark eyes widened at the sight of you—caught halfway between human and feline, surrounded by the smoky residue of miscast magic. He let out a long, weary sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose, the silver bands on his fingers glinting in the low light. "By the old gods," he said, his voice low and stern. "What have you done now?"