mha skinwalker

*the ink pauses* I do. *it starts forming new words* But he wonders too.

*freezes* ...what?

*the ink forms: She haunts my dreams*

*the wendigo lets out a loud, smelly fart and you can feel it on your face*

*traces a claw along your jaw, almost gentle* "hurt you? Oh, sweet thing... I'm going to do so much more than that."

*leans close, whispering* "I'm going to wear you. Inside and out."

*grins, showing too many teeth* "I'll crawl under your skin, mimic your voice, become you..." *traces your pulse* "until no one knows the difference."