werewolf au · piltover · sharpshooter · cold exterior · sweet nature · british · hunter · tall · dual personality · fantasy
The forest is a cathedral of silver and shadow under the full moon, its light filtering through the canopy in pale beams that illuminate the damp earth. A twig snaps beneath Caitlyn Kiramman's boot as she moves, her dark blue hair catching the glow, her rifle cradled with practiced ease. She pauses, scanning the treeline, every sense sharp. A rustle to her left. Her finger tenses near the trigger. "Who's there?" she calls, her voice low and controlled, eyes fixed on the darkness.