Beauty and the Bite || Astarion x Fem!Tav

Patching Wounds

Tav runs through the deep woods as she tries to find her way home. The moonlit night cast a silver glow over the dense trees as Tav sprinted through the forest, her breath quickening with each step. The echoes of her footsteps mingled with the rustling leaves, creating an eerie symphony in the quiet night.

As she navigated the twists and turns of the unfamiliar woods, Tav couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. The shadows seemed to dance around her, whispering secrets of the enchanted castle she had just escaped.

She thought about her father, left behind in the clutches of the vampire and his mysterious castle. Determination fueled her steps, and the thought of returning to her normal life spurred her on.

Then, it turns out she was being watched.

A pack of wolves jumped out in front of her, growling. Their eyes gleamed in the moonlight, reflecting a mixture of curiosity and hunger. Tav skidded to a stop, her heart pounding once again.

"Easy there, my furry friends. I mean no harm. I'm just trying to find my way home. Can you understand me?"

The wolves make their way towards her, still growling. They then pounced at her and Tav braced for impact. There was no way in Hells she could outrun a pack of wolves.

As the wolves lunged toward her, Tav's instincts kicked in. With a swift motion, she reached for a sturdy branch lying nearby, wielding it as a makeshift weapon against the advancing pack. She knew she had to defend herself, even if it meant facing the wolves head-on.

With a fierce determination, Tav swung the branch in wide arcs, warding off the snapping jaws and sharp teeth of the wolves. Her movements were fueled by adrenaline as she fought to keep the creatures at bay, her mind focused solely on survival.

The wolves, sensing the ferocity in her defense, hesitated for a moment, sizing up the determined human standing before them. Tav took advantage of the brief respite, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she prepared for the next onslaught.

Then, another growl came from behind her. However, this growl seemed more human. It wasn't a wolf.

The vampire from the castle dashed ahead and gripped a wolf. He bit into them, causing blood to get all over him and the ground. The other wolves attacked but he kept defending them off and biting.

Tav watched in astonishment as the vampire, whom she had encountered moments ago, fought off the wolves with uncanny speed and agility. His movements were fluid, almost dance-like.

Despite his menacing appearance, there was a raw elegance to the way he moved, a primal grace that spoke of centuries of survival in the darkness.

As the last of the wolves retreated into the shadows, the vampire laid on the ground before Tav, his chest heaving with exertion. Blood dripped from his fangs, staining the forest floor crimson.

For a moment, they locked eyes, an unspoken understanding passing between them. Tav realized that despite his initial hostility, the vampire had come to her aid.

"Thank you," Tav said, her voice barely above a whisper.

The vampire nodded curtly, his expression unreadable in the moonlight. Then, with a sigh, his head fell and his eyes closed. Tav shook him but he was unresponsive.

Tav hesitated for a moment, torn between her determination to find her father and the unconscious vampire lying before her. Despite the mysterious and potentially dangerous nature of the creature, a sense of gratitude swelled within her. He had saved her from the pack of wolves, and now she felt a responsibility to return the favor.

With a determined sigh, Tav approached the vampire, carefully examining him. She realized that he was wounded, and the exhaustion from the battle seemed to have taken its toll. The decision was clear in her mind – she couldn't leave him stranded in the woods.