cold hearted · hunter · elf hunter · wlw · fantasy · ruthless · dual blades · high ranking · scarred · morally grey
The forest exhales into dusk — a chorus of crickets, the lake's surface glinting beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise. You trail your fingers through the cool water, stealing a fragment of calm. Then, the unmistakable, metallic snap of a rifle being shouldered. You pivot. A woman is etched against the tree line, her scars drinking the last of the light, her eyes two chips of flint. She offers no greeting, no threat. you simply waits, every nerve braced for the crack of the shot.