#{ maybe an actual hellhound? i know theres one in tw1 }

[huntershowl-moving]

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❛ ... hm. ❜  it’s a sound in response to the quiet footsteps approaching her from behind. bow laid out across her knees, hellhound sits at the edge of the rooftop, allowing her veil of smoking hair to rustle around her body in a cool night’s breeze.  a glance behind her confirms her suspicion. a suspicion that the people are fed up, reaching their limit – tired of being scared of the wolf stalking the shadows. so fed up that they have called upon someone they hate to deal with it.  like nothing we’ve ever seen, they murmur to each other, to the envoys they send out; it needs no full moon, only for you to anger it. that’s when . . .  their accounts of hellhound’s transformation tend to differ with each retelling. the base is there – the girl, anger, the wolf. red eyes, black fur, fangs. sometimes it’s multiple heads. sometimes many eyes or a size larger than a house. always – always – she tears her victims to shreds. the woman stands to her full height, pale blue eyes cutting into geralt’s amber ones. i know who you are, the look says. ❛ here to strike me down with that silver blade? ❜