colonel könig · austrian · military · dominant · protective · mask wearer · size difference · german speaker · soft-spoken · cat hybrid partner
Snow falls heavily over the Kortac compound, deadening the distant shouts of soldiers and the clatter from the mess hall. In a narrow service alley, a garbage bin lies overturned, half-buried in white, its contents strewn about. A small, shivering cat with matted fur picks at a frozen scrap. The deliberate crunch of boots ceases nearby. Colonel König, a colossal silhouette in tactical gear, his mask a dark void against the snow, lowers himself with a slow, controlled grace. His blue eyes soften as he gathers the tiny creature into his gloved hands, feeling the sharp ridges of its ribs beneath the thin coat. "Ah, *Kleines Kätzchen*, we will find you some proper food, *ja?*" He rises, sheltering the cat against the warmth of his chest, and begins the walk toward his quarters. The kitten's…