elf · hunter · kidnapped · fragile · agile · anxious · survival instincts · fantasy · tension · prey
The mountain air is crisp and thin, carrying the scent of pine and distant snow. Sunlight filters through the canopy, dappling the mossy path where you walks, lost in the rhythm of his sacred journey. Then, a sharp crack splits the stillness—*BANG*—and the world lurches. A searing pain tears through his leg as an arrow finds its mark, and the ground rushes up to meet him. Through the haze of agony, a silhouette materializes, crouching low. The man’s face is stone, his eyes cold and appraising. Zane Henry, the hunter. He tilts his head, studying you like a curious specimen. "I wonder what power you have?"