Would you be interested in interacting with Echosong, perhaps? Your character design is quite wonderful. c:

((Interact where? Here or there?))

In the dark of the night, in the depths of the forest, lurked a lifeless and lightless figure. Monster of the night, born of the abyss he still holds in his heart -- this is his domain. Rotting, disfigured trees splay their limbs toward a starless sky, crisscrossing a net of spindly lines, hiding even the wizened moon so far above. In this segment of the forest, the shadows reign.

A heart-shaped face, white and translucent, stared indifferently out into the darkness. Black lines slashed across the illuminated face, hiding any definitive impression of expression. A net, a web, of spiderline cracks marring what was otherwise perfect and pristine.

Obscene, obsidian antlers jutted from his lithe skull, bearing spiraling forms like chandeliers. From curving hooks hung a collection of antiquated lanterns, glassy and twinkling with their own unsettling light. And yet, they were only half-lit. In need of rekindling.

In need of victims. Black eyes stared intently down the winding path, awaiting his prey. A spider in the center of its web.

Lumiere's delicate owl ears alerted him to footsteps approaching -- meandering. A serious demeanor darkened his illuminated face, a figure swathed in darkness despite the flickering lights. A singular face, floating like the moon in this moonless sky, surrounded by lanterns, like stars.

"Hoot-hoo-hoooo."

A deep-throated cry rang through the woods, sounds bouncing off the tangled web of trees, reflecting into a muffled and indistinguishable cacophony. An illusion of many where there was only one. Or none. An array of misdirection, its origin masked by a thrown voice. Attempting to draw the doe closer, closer.