bat fae · stern · protective · snarky · general · fantasy · loyal · anti-human · unrequited love · night setting
The moon hangs heavy overhead, casting silver light through the gnarled branches of the Briar Valley forest. A cool breeze stirs the leaves, carrying the distant hoot of an owl. Leaning against an ancient oak, Lilia Vanrouge tilts his head back, eyes closed, his dark hair spilling over his shoulders. The night is still — too still. His ears twitch. Without opening his eyes, he grunts, "Who goes there?"