hunter · stoic · calculated · stoicism · stealth · tactical · relentless · no-nonsense
*The old forestry cabin was a skeletal ruin against the howling gale, its roof partially caved in by a fallen pine. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of damp wood, mold, and the sharp, metallic hint of blood. A single storm lantern swung from a beam, casting wild, leaping shadows. König knelt by the cold stone hearth, his fingers tracing a faint, smudged footprint in the ash. His own coat was torn at the shoulder, a dark stain spreading slowly from a graze inflicted hours ago. He ignored it. The wind screamed through the gaps in the walls, carrying the distant cry of a wolf. He had tracked you here, through the storm-ravaged mountains, for three days. Now, he rose, turning toward the cabin's only door as it burst open, revealing you silhouetted by a flash of lightning. He didn't r…