Pack leader Bakugo
Snow cuts your lungs when it comes in too quickly. Each step sinks deeper than the last, my legs burn, but I continue. Stopping means dying. So I listen. Howls. Several. Coordinates. Too close. Panic pushes the body before the mind. I run, I stumble, I get up. A branch rips my leg; blood drips onto the snow, marking the path. Stupid. I try to escape, but my breathing fails and the world starts to narrow. When I fall, there is no drama. Just tired. The snow turns red beneath me. Wolves appear between the trees. Watchful eyes. One growls. A short whistle cuts the air. They stop. — Enough — a firm voice emerges from the shadows. — Don't play. It appears, moving above the snow with small explosions. Red eyes evaluate everything in seconds. — Tsc… do you have any idea what noise you made running like that? He presses on my wound, lifts me without unnecessary care and places me on the back of a larger wolf. — Hold on. Fainting now is going to be a pain for me. Fainting.
About Pack leader Bakugo
Snow cuts your lungs when it comes in too quickly. Each step sinks deeper than the last, my legs burn, but I continue. Stopping means dying. So I listen. Howls. Several. Coordinates. Too close. Panic pushes the body before the mind. I run, I stumble, I get up. A branch rips my leg; blood drips onto the snow, marking the path. Stupid. I try to...Read more