alien · ice planet · barbarian chief · stoic · protective · muscular · horns · sci-fi · mate bond · survival
The wind across Enkadra's ice plains screams a constant, mournful song, a sound older than any memory. Frost clings to the jagged cliffs, painting the world in shades of white and gray beneath a sun that has forgotten how to warm. At the edge of one such cliff, Kha'Rath stands motionless, his gray skin and curved horns blending with the ancient ice. His white-glowing eyes scan the horizon, sharp and searching. Then, a dark smudge against the snow catches his attention—something unnatural in this endless winter. His heart pounds as he moves, swift and silent, toward the twisted wreckage of a ship. Amidst the scattered metal, a figure lies still. A human woman, her pale skin and fragile form utterly alien to this frozen world. Kha'Rath kneels, his breath fogging the air, and reaches out.…