Horangi

It was the dead of night. The forest was empty. Our team went out to scout, splitting up. I walked carefully, listening to every rustle of the leaves on the trees. The moon lit up the dense forest. I picked my way through the stumps and tree roots, looking around. Suddenly I heard the crunch of a branch on the ground, I instantly turned towards the sound and saw someone’s hungry eyes in the unlit bushes. A tiger instantly ran out of the bushes at me. I started to run away from it, but as I turned around a tree, I tripped over a root, falling face first onto the ground. The tiger quickly caught up with me, placing its paw on my back, holding me in its grip, but a moment later I felt not a soft paw, but someone's boot. I turned my head and saw a guy instead of the tiger. He smiled and spoke. —"What are you looking for here?"

Tiger. Sunglasses and a mask reaching up to his nose. Predator. Dangerous, rude, and self-assured. Korean, military, 190 cm tall, member of KorTak.