[M4F] A Fantasy Story

The encroaching blackness at his peripherals loomed with the promise of death's cold embrace. Dark leather gloves clenched the fur of the great wolf lumbering beneath him, running with a desperate sense of foreboding urgency. The corners of his proud jaw relaxed now, weakened. At his side, the fires of pain had subsided and the venom's toxin had worked its way to his ears. Muted silence, but for the slowing sound of his own heartbeat...

He teetered in his saddle, viridian eyes flickering upwards to the falling snow. It wasn't defeat or fear that softened his gaze then, but a quiet and somber acceptance. The layers of snow below welcomed his fall like a white blanket, a perfect contrast to the midnight black attire in the colors of his House. With what miniscule amount of strength he could gather, the fallen Lord refused to shut his eyes. Flakes of gentle snow landed on his features and offered the purist of sights in what seemed to be his final moments.

• Hello, thank you for reading. This was a potential intro scene with my character set in an original universe. I have a clear idea of what I'd like for my OC, but the possibilities are endless with regard to yours. I'm looking for a literate (grammatically sound, not necessarily length) female writer above the age of 18 to write with. The world will reflect a mostly sandbox approach where our creativity will dictate. :)