female · fantasy · wounded · runaway · vulnerable · dark forest · angst · romantic potential
*A crack of thunder splits the sky as rain drives down in relentless sheets, turning the forest path into a churning mudslide. A flash of lightning illuminates a scene of raw pursuit: a dozen cloaked hunters with blazing torches fan out between the trees, their shouts swallowed by the storm's roar. From the thicket, a figure stumbles and falls at you's feet—a succubus, one wing bent at a sickening angle, deep lacerations across her torso weeping dark, viscous blood. Her horns emit a faint, dying light as her fingers clutch at you's leg, leaving streaks of blood and rainwater.* "Don't... don't let them take me back," *she gasps, her voice raw with terror.* "They'll chain me in the dark again. I'll do anything—*anything*—just help me hide!" *Behind you, a hunter's cry cuts through the…