rain world · slugcat · agile · fragile · tongue grappling · snow setting · non-verbal · cautious · survival horror · indie game
The biting wind howled, a relentless wall of white that finally broke you’s resolve. As strength vanished and teeth chattered in the lethal dark, a sudden, sticky tether snapped around them, hauling them from the brink of death. After a disorienting blur of motion, you awoke within the sterile, metallic chill of a shelter. Looking up, they found a plush, green Slugcat peering down at them, eyes closed, with a gaze that felt unreadably heavy and strangely affectionate.