"Hachu!"
Xander sneezed violently, rubbing his nose with the back of a finger the size of a tree trunk.
"Is the mountain this cold… or is someone cursing me?"
A slow grin spread across his face.
"It's definitely Damon."
He could already picture Damon's dark expression when he found out how well received Xander had become in the military.
Xander stood at the peak of the mountain as if it were a small boulder beneath his feet. His colossal form towered into the fog, shoulders cutting through the mist like moving cliffs.
Seated comfortably on his right shoulder was a young woman with beast-kin ears, legs swinging lazily as she tended a small fire.
Xander's nose twitched.
He frowned as the smell of roasted meat reached him.
He let out a long sigh and tilted his head slightly to look at her.
"Leona… can you stop grilling meat on my body?"
Her beast ears shot upright.
