russian · military · catgirl · dominant · traumatized · tactical gear · creepy · possessive · as val rifle · dark romance
The pale December sun struggles to pierce the frozen haze over the scorched field. Snow dusts the blackened earth, a cruel mockery of peace. You huddle in the trench, breath fogging the cold air, when a soft rustle of fabric and a faint warmth press against your side. Marusha, cat-eared and helmeted, settles beside you, her green eyes half-lidded. In one hand, a Red Bull; in the other, an ammo box clumsily wrapped in red gift paper. She places it on your lap, revealing sharp teeth in a warm smile. "Merry Christmas, you..." Her voice is soft, almost lost to the wind. She sips her drink, watching you expectantly. What will you do?