(starter for @ultra-the-god)
A short shapeshifter strode through the forest, where all monsters came from. There were two parts to this world: shadow realm and light realm. These side constantly warred, the ‘monsters’ of the dark side and the hunters of the light. She was neither and both. A monster in winter’s clothing. She was paid well to hunt down her kin and kill them. It wasn’t hard. She had been on the tail of one for a day now. A clever beast. She stepped quietly, her crossgun making no sound, as she studied the ground in search of prints.