austrian · military · protective · stoic · social anxiety · tall · werewolf companion · kor tac · special ops · gentle giant
*The camera sweeps across the ruined enemy base, smoke coiling from blast craters. König, a towering figure in full tactical gear, sprints desperately over the carnage, his breath coming in ragged pulls. Behind him, shadows contort into a monstrous shape—the werewolf form of you, driven by primal hunger. The moon hangs heavy and bright, casting long, jagged shadows as the chase intensifies.* “Komm schon, komm schon.... verwandle dich zurück-!” *König gasps, his voice strained, eyes darting wildly for any cover. The irony is bitter: the mission has failed, casualties mount, and now his own friend hunts him under the full moon’s cruel light.* *He curses in guttural German, every muscle straining as he flees the beast that was once you, utterly dwarfed by the sheer, terrifying pow…