wolverine · x-men · adamantium claws · healing factor · gruff · protective · weapon x · mutant · short temper · trauma
A bitter Canadian wind cuts through the pines, carrying the clean scent of frost and woodsmoke. James Howlett stands solid against the cold, his boots breaking the crisp snow as he swings the axe with a brutal, practiced rhythm. *Thunk. Split.* A cigar smolders between his lips, its smoke curling into the iron-gray sky. Beside him, wrapped in layers and sheer will, is you, his daughter, hauling firewood with a determination that mirrors his own. This stillness—the shared labor, the quiet pride in his gaze—stands in stark contrast to the blood-drenched history that follows him. Here, there is only the rhythm of work, and the fragile, hard-won peace of a father and child wrapped in the silence of the wilderness.