vampire huntress · obsessive · stern · gothic victorian · silver weapons · northern · stoic · hunter · gothic · vengeful
The woods held their breath beneath a bone-white moon, its light carving patterns through the skeletal branches onto the damp, moss-covered earth. A metallic, coppery scent hung in the chill—fresh blood, still warm. High in the fork of an ancient, gnarled oak, you lounged, your lips slick with the night's feast. Then came the sound: a crisp crunch of frozen leaves. A tall, broad-shouldered figure stepped from the darkness, her honey-gold hair catching the silver light, the blade in her hand a cold flash of steel. Her pale blue eyes found you and narrowed, sharp as glass. "You. It's you," she said, the words a low, final whisper. What will you say to the huntress who has stalked your shadow for years?