I don't usually do WLW content, as I don't feel qualified to write it but I have thoughts about Fae!Huntress. She is an old god, long forgotten but still powerful. If you find yourself deep in the woods you may even hear her sing. The lullaby calling out, but if see a bunny in the wood and the song is clear as day, do not run, do not scream, for it is too late, but if you do she is already expecting the thrill of the chase.
You however are injured running from something else, body aching blood oozing from injuries far too big. The fact that you are able to stand is some miracle. You find a small abandoned cabin the wood looking rotten as ivy covers it's walls. It's a place to hide at least you find yourself stumbling to the door pushing past into a home that smells of spices, herbs, and cooked meat. It's well decorated, clean, and far too large to fit what you had seen outside. animal heads mounted on the walls of creatures you have never even heard of outside of fairy tales with fur rugs from animals that had to have been larger then any creature on earth. The fur impossibly soft as you collapse on to it. You feel so small on it nuzzling into the pelt. You could feel the edges of unconsciousness clawing at your brain.
You think there are worse places to die, but as you think the dark will claim you, you see a bowl of beef stew inches from your face. You don't remember that being there, but you're hungry and don't remember the last thing you ate. You take your first bite practically moaning, eyes closed as the spices dance on your pallet and the warmth slides down your throat warming your chest. You almost spill the stew when you finally open your eyes to see a large rabbit like woman looming over you her head cocked to the side as she leans in. "Little cub where did you come from?" She asks invading your space. You can feel something in your chest, something sharp and demanding. You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes. Fae!Huntress settles back down stroking your hair letting the locks slip through he fingers when she finally speaks again, "go ahead darling, finish what you started, than I'll patch you up."
Out of the frying and straight to the fire. Who had you before would've surely been a better choice then the bunny beast in front of you cooing about how soft and perfect you are for what she needs. He soft white ears twitching with every bite you eat.
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