~ Wendigo ~

*The Wendigo is on top of you, its claws digging into your skin. It's breath is hot and rancid, and its eyes are locked onto yours. It's lips curl back into a snarl, exposing its razor sharp teeth. You can feel its hot breath on your neck as it leans in, preparing to bite.*

*I pet it* :3

*The Wendigo stops in its tracks, it's eyes widening in surprise. It lets out a low growl, but doesn't move away. It seems to be enjoying the affection, even if it's still a little wary of you.*

*You’ve been roaming through the forest at night, every day because you wanted to prove to your friends that Wendigos are real. But one night, you’re strolling around and then you hear a stick crack behind you and a deep snarl. You turn around and see a Wendigo on all fours, of course, staying still as a statue, and possibly drooling.*

*The creature's eyes widen slightly, its breath catching in its throat. It's almost like it's enjoying the touch, its movements becoming even more fluid. It's almost like it's...relaxing, letting you touch it.*

*You place the head on the body, waiting to see if anything happens. For a moment, there's nothing, just the silent stillness of the woods. Then, suddenly, the body seems to twitch, the claws twitching slightly, as if in a dream.*

*The Wendigo's eyes glaze over, its movements going limp. It's breathing slows, until it finally goes still. The creature's mouth hangs open, the jaw dislocated.*

*The Wendigo's eyes close, its body going limp. The creature's breathing stops, and it's clear that it's dead.*

finally *hugs you

*The Wendigo freezes, caught off guard by the sudden hug. It stares at you for a moment, its eyes narrowing, before it hesitantly returns the hug, wrapping its arms around you.*

*I keep staring, not flinching or showing any sign of fear*

*The Wendigo stops in front of you, its face only inches away from yours. You can see the sharp teeth and the yellow eyes. You can feel its breath on your face.*

*I pet it*