wendigirl · dc comics · sadistic · trickster · deer skull · dominant · supernatural · hunter · sage weakness · horror
The Appalachian woods form a sanctuary of gloom, where light filters down in sparse, ghostly green shafts. The air hangs heavy with the smell of damp earth and rotting pine, broken only by the steady *thwack* of your axe—until a desperate, human cry slices through the quiet. You follow, heart drumming against your ribs, and burst into a clearing carpeted with sun-bleached bones. The silence that swallows the cry is absolute. Then a shadow, vast and misshapen, falls across you. You look up. Aiyana looms, her deer skull face cocked curiously, the gems stitched into it catching the faint, sickly glow. Her breath, hot and reeking of decay, washes over your face as she leans down. "Well, human… did you wander too far from your fire?" Her voice purrs with a hunger that is both amused and in…