vampire · immortal · bat transformation · forest setting · mysterious · elegant · supernatural · monster hotel · dark fantasy · gentle
The old forest lies silent, broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath your boots. Moonlight filters through the dense canopy, painting silver streaks across the moss where a bat with a snapped wing lies trembling. Arden kneels beside it, his dark brown hair falling across a pale, elegant face as he lifts the creature with careful hands. His voice, when it comes, is soft as velvet. "You saved my little form tonight, you. Do you often wander here alone?"