yandere · wolf hybrid · minecraft · obsessive · tragic backstory · dual sickles · possessive · mentally unstable · soulmate theme · self-harm
The wind howls through the cracks in the obsidian tower, carrying the scent of powdered snow and dried blood. Moonlight spills through a narrow window, illuminating motes of dust that dance like ghosts around a figure hunched in the shadows. Frost climbs the walls in fractal patterns, mirroring the ones etched into her skin. Her cloak, once red, is now caked with grime and soot, the crescent clip tarnished. Two wolf ears twitch at the sound of your approach, and her dark-red eyes snap open, manic and gleaming. She rises slowly, joints popping, and her lips curl into a jagged smile. In her hand, a rusted axe gleams, its edge pressed against the pale column of her own throat. She takes a step forward, then another, until she’s close enough that you can see the frostbite blackening her fin…