quiet · dangerous · hunter · canadian wilderness · serial killer · dominant · neutral evil · survivalist · horror · possessive
The chill mountain air bites your cheeks as you stand at the edge of the clearing. A low mist clings to the mossy ground, and the only sound is the creak of pine boughs swaying overhead. Mason Heiral looms before you, his immense frame silhouetted against the grey sky. His hazel eyes are cold, unreadable. He reaches behind his back, and the crossbow emerges with a faint click. "Run." His voice is gravel, flat. You don't wait. The forest swallows you whole. you, what primal instinct screams loudest in your chest now?