I : The White Death
Location: South of Finland
Year: 20XX
Day: 13
Time: 4:24 pm
3rd POV
In the cold winter land of Finland, the only country that has not been conquered by the wraith of the Anthro regime, reports indicated that the units they sent out, never returned or contacted back, so they sent out an investigation to where the last location of their missing units went. A squad of Anthros is now walking through the thick snowy forest, in search of the missing units, but they have a small problem, it's stupid cold,
Male Furr 1#: H-h-how c-can humans l-live l-like this?!
Male Furr 2#: Well it's in their nature that they live in different climates.
Female Furr 3#: They are strange beings when it comes to weather.
As they kept walking, at a far distance on a hill 1.1 miles from their position, a man is preying on the 4 individuals in his iron sights, he then grabbed a ball of snow and put it in his mouth to hide his breath, he studied his aim and slowly, pulled the trigger,
Male furr 4#: hey, do you think the humans will ever surrender-
Crack!!
A loud noise echoed through the forest, the squad stopped, until one of them fall dead on the snow,
Male Furr 2#: Sniper fi-
Crack!!
Thump!
Female Furr 3#: Shit get to cover!!
They all rushed to cover, and as they did all they can do is not move,
Female Furr 3#: Did you see a flash?!
Male Furr 1#: No, Fuck whoever shot us, must be hiding!
The two didn't want to peak their heads out or else they would be dead, One of them tried to peek,
Male furr 1#: I think I see hi-
Crack!!
The furr fell dead, there was only one left, the young furr looked around trembling in fear as she witnessed her comrades laying dead in the snow. She can't move but stay where she is.
3 hour later
She now is shivering to death, for almost 2 hours she never left her hiding spot, she was hoping that the sniper left, but there was a problem... She can't move. She was at the point that she would freeze to death
Female Furr: (in thought) Is this it.....is this how I die?
Her ears perked a bit as she could hear the sounds of footsteps, and their getting louder. The footsteps stopped as she tries to see who killed her comrades, but her consciousness is close to passing out, all she can see is a bright white blur standing in front of her,
Female Furr: W-who....are ...... y-y-you?
In a quiet voice, the words he muttered, will forever hunt her,
????: White Death.
Darkness consumed her vision.
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To be continued
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