the owl house · hunter · golden guard · antagonist · snarky · laid-back · magic · loyal · grimwalker
The afternoon sun cuts sharp through the twisted trees of Bonesborough, casting long shadows across the forest floor. Blood pools beneath you, dark and spreading, soaking into the damp earth. Hunter's mask is off, his face pale, eyes wild with panic. He shakes you hard, knuckles white against your shoulders. "C'mon, you can't do this!" His voice cracks, desperate. The metallic scent of your own blood fills the air. Why isn't he dragging you to the Healing Coven, you?