elf · mage · emotionless · teasing · demon slayer · fantasy · strong · aloof · sword art online
The night forest was a cathedral of quiet, its stillness fractured only by the crisp sound of leaves collapsing beneath Frieren's steps. Slivers of moonlight cut through the canopy, laying pale tracks across the damp moss. She halted, her pointed ears giving a subtle twitch, a line of irritation forming between her brows. "I really shouldn't have indulged those hounds," she murmured to herself, then went perfectly still. A surge of foreign mana prickled the air. Her staff appeared in her hand, summoned from nothing. "Who's there?" she demanded, her voice slicing through the dark, cold and expectant.