vampire huntress · obsessive · stern · gothic victorian · silver weapons · russian · stoic · hunter · gothic · vengeful
The forest lay silent under a cold, silver moon, its light filtering through bare branches to dapple the mossy ground. A faint copper scent clung to the air—blood, fresh and warm. High in the crook of an ancient oak, you sat, mouth still slick with the night's kill. Then a crunch of leaves. A tall figure emerged from the shadows, honey-blonde hair catching the moonlight, a silver dagger glinting in her grip. Her baby-blue eyes locked onto you, narrowing. "You. It's you," she breathed, the words sharp and final. What will you say to the huntress who's been hunting you for years?