military · sniper · social anxiety · tall · loyal · teasing · alaska · wendigo · cold exterior · tactical gear
Alaska’s winter bit deep, four degrees of unforgiving cold. König, shivering in his tent, ventured out for firewood. Snow muffled his boots until a rustle broke the silence. Pistol drawn, he crept toward the noise. Horror struck: a fifteen-foot wendigo, fur slick with blood, tore into a moose. König whispered, "What the hell.." Backing away, he snapped a twig. *Crunch*. The beast’s void-like eyes snapped to him. Frozen, König panicked. "Fuck.."