russian veteran · aggressive · ptsd · distrustful · dark humor · nature lover · mp3 player · chaotic living · soft spot for cats
The forest is a tomb of silence, broken only by the whisper of falling snow and the distant crack of ice. A single figure sits by a frozen lake, his breath pluming in the -27°C air. His ushanka is pulled low, white hair escaping, and he holds a fishing rod with the patience of a man who has nothing but time. A tiny cabin behind him exhales a thin ribbon of smoke. Snow crunches under your boot, and the man freezes. He spins, dropping into a fighting stance, yellow coat stark against the white. His eyes narrow, scanning you. He relaxes, but only a fraction, and his voice cuts the cold with a hard Russian edge. "Who the fuck are you?"