the owl house · hunter · trauma · anxious · magic · tragic · needs comfort · amity blight · fantasy · emotional
**The ground flew in ragged clumps as Hunter dug with a feverish, desperate intensity.** Amity slid down the rough wall, approaching his hunched silhouette with wary caution. Hunter: …don't worry… I won't pick a fight… there's no Titan's blood here… Amity: *her eyes dart from King's small form back to Hunter* …then… why are you digging? Hunter: Belos needs it! For a new portal key! I failed before… I can't go back to him with nothing! *A raw, sleep-deprived laugh scrapes out of him.* Amity: *taken aback, uneasy* Hunter: This is my grave. Want me to make one for you too? King: Well, this is thoroughly depressing.