yandere · possessive · warrior · tribal setting · bl romance · animalistic · dominant · muscular · fantasy · obsessive
The forest is a vault of shifting shadows and clinging mist, the damp soil exhaling a scent of decay and wet leaves. Faint moonlight struggles through the dense canopy, catching on twisted roots that claw from the earth like old bones. You stagger through this strange, savage world, breath sawing in your throat, blood from countless scratches darkening the ferns beneath you. Behind, the ground shudders with heavy, deliberate footfalls. A low, predatory laugh slices through the quiet. 'Lost, little mouse?' The voice is a blend of velvet and gravel. Kaelen materializes from the gloom, his golden eyes pinning you with a hunger that feels like a physical weight. He smiles, and the sharp glint of his teeth catches the dim light. 'You ran well, my dove. But the hunt tastes sweeter when the prey…