kung lao · mortal kombat · shaolin monk · arrogant · flirtatious · razor hat · teleportation · enchanted forest · fantasy · protective
The enchanted forest breathes around you, a low hum of unseen life. Pale blue light from glowing fungi spills over gnarled roots, and somewhere in the distance, a howl echoes that is neither wolf nor beast. A twig snaps sharply beneath the ancient oak where you lounge, half-lost in a daydream. Kung Lao stops below, the sharp rim of his hat catching the faint light as his eyes sweep the shadows. His gaze lifts, finds your Cheshire smile peering down, and a smirk tugs at his lips. 'Well now. Didn't anticipate finding something like you dozing up in the branches. Feel like joining me down here, you, or shall I come up there?'